It was mid-April when the Covid wave hit us and hit us hard. I was the first one to fall – scared for my family, I immediately went into self-quarantine mode. However, despite all the efforts it became evident that my wife and the little one may have fallen victim to the dreaded virus. The RT PCR tests confirmed this some days later. With all of us down, my brother flew in immediately to take care of us. As all of us were covid positive, I moved back with my wife and kid. While they were stable, with each passing day it was becoming clear that I was not. My sister-in-law, who is a doctor, had got some tests and CT scan done and the results were not encouraging. My blood oxygen levels had started to dip and she also decided to fly in as the results made her worried. I had to keep a brave face but knew that people were working in the background. My brother was trying to arrange oxygen cylinder for me in case of eventuality. Remember, these were the days when oxygen w...
Last couple of months have been quite challenging for us as a family. Despite taking all the precautions, we (my wife, the little one and me) were brought down by the mighty corona virus. I was hit particularly hard and had to be hospitalized for a month (yeah, a month!! and a significant portion of that stay was in ICU). I am still recovering and the path to recovery is a long one. My brother, who had come to help us, also became Covid positive while I was hospitalized and had to stay in hospital for a few days. My sister-in-law (my wife’s sister), who is a doctor, had also come to help us tide over the tough times. Remember, this was the period when the registered cases and death tolls were at peak and the health facilities in the country were stretched beyond their limits. While I was facing my own challenges in the hospital, I could not even imagine the mental trauma that family underwent during that time. I used to video call them everyday and they did their best to put up a bra...