Hy people.
After a long while I am here. I actually started feeling nice after being in constant touch with this platform. But now again there is something inside me.
I really want to share my covid story with you. Can you please give your precious time to read me.?
So it started on April 2nd. I got fever and severe body pain. After that my brother but we had mild infection so we recover soon. As I hope so because we didn’t got tested ourselves. Then my dad. He got tested and turn out to be negative. But then the most horrific thing happened. My mom started feeling unwell. I again got severe joint pain and my sense of taste and smell was gone. On 13th April my grandma got ill no hospital no dr was ready to treat her. With our atmost efforts we got a bed in a hospital but on the condition to check if she have covid. Our whole family got tested for covid. My sample got miss and my mom turned positive.
That was really shocking for me she was unable to breathe and same condition was mine but I have to be strong because my grandma was on her last breath my mom tested positive and highly inflected. I didn’t tell anyone about myself because I have to be there. After 2 days my grandma got positive we were not allowed to even see her.
She was quarantine on ground floor and my mom on first. That was really hard for us.
We took grandma to aiims but looking at her condition Dr didn’t give her treatment and told us to remain her at home only.
On 28 we got a hospital who got ready to admit her and on the very first hour after admitting her she died.
My father still in the trauma. I am still feeling the weight on my chest. My mom still guilty to not able to do anything for her.
