Since it's the last day of June and this has been a roller coaster ride for the family, I'll highlight the major situations that brought us together. Most especially in desperate times. It really tested our faith, character, and mental toughness.
The family decided to have grandma get checked by a doctor because her health was deteriorating. The medicines she took at home were not helping. We needed to follow the protocols before she gets checked by the physician and one requirement was to undergo a swab test.
That's when we learned that she came out positive for Covid-19. Our world crashed and a huge weight knocked us off. When they were finally sent to the rehabilitation facility, we went home with extreme anxiety.
As what mom has described about the rehabilitation facility, the buildings were newly made. She believed that it was intently built for the covid-19 patients. Unlike the other municipalities, schools were the main alternatives when the cases were soaring high for Covid.
When the nurse explained to us about the situation, we felt a little bit of ease because we're still lucky that grandma was accommodated.
I have to say, connections really have an advantage in every situation. My uncle is the department head of PPDO (Engineering Dept.) in Malaybalay, Bukidnon. He's quite established a name to be known by the government officials. Through this, we were given the privilege to be accommodated right away.
My empathy goes to the families who don't have a strong support system when the government is involved. That is why I will always be grateful for the extensive efforts of the people helping us to get through the situation.
We were left in the house by ourselves. We had to isolate too. Consequently, I felt like the conditions we were experiencing may be influenced by psychological aspects as well. After sending them to the rehab facility, my anxiety went all over the place that I think of them every minute.
My backache got triggered again and my cough was not getting better. My mind was always full of worries. It was hard sleeping at night.
I shouldn't let this pass without expressing my gratitude to @wrabbiter for always checking up on me. After learning the family's situation, he never skipped a day of asking how we're doing. Thanks, brotha.
Every time an unknown number calls my phone, my heart races full force and my anxiety goes up to level 101 again. A call informed me that finally, their hospital has now a vacant room for a Covid-19 patient.
At least, they'll be getting the needed medications and attention a patient needs. They were transferred after lunch but were put on hold in the triage area for precautionary tests and protocols.
They were able to get inside the room before 6 in the evening. Imagine how tiring it was for the both of them to be put on hold at a certain area feeling vulnerable.
The saddest part was, they're not allowed to accept visitors so they're all by themselves during the entire confinement. The first day in the hospital was challenging for mom. It was very overwhelming for her to take care of grandma. Grandma had a lot of dextrose on both hands.
Mom has to carry grandma by herself because grandma couldn't carry her body too and she was very heavy at that time. My uncles are the so-called "runners" who get things done whenever the physician requires medicines to buy.
This was a bit emotional for the siblings (mom, and my two uncles). When grandma was admitted, mom needed an extra hand to carry grandma but my two uncles can't do it either because the situation will be much harder if nobody goes running errands whenever the physician orders to.
As mom was telling this story to us, I can still feel the desperation of the siblings. The fact that we learned about their hard times makes me admire them more. They helped each other for grandma's sake.
Meanwhile, grandma was still weak and she's not eating her food because she only vomits everything. The physician had to put dextrose on her right hand again as her alternative food.
These days were still identical to the early days of her admission. She still vomits everything but with that alternative food injected on her right hand, we knew she'll get better soon.
Grandma was slowly showing progress. She can eat on her own now but just a handful of spoons. At least. She's no longer that demanding compared to her early days. She needed to run laboratory tests too to see if her lungs are getting clearer.
Grandma's doctor said that her lungs are getting better from pneumonia. By the way, her diagnosis was Covid-19-Moderate Pneumonia. She's showing great progress in recovering from the infection.
I was surprised by my uncle's text message that I need to prepare grandma's room because she'll be discharged on that day. We were so happy to learn about the good news. Indeed, it was a huge sigh of relief. It's safe to say that grandma has beaten Covid-19.
They went home and isolated themselves until the 24th. That's the last day of the 14 days of quarantine.
Grandma looked better compared to the day we sent her to the rehabilitation facility. However, her knees were still weak but every day was getting better. She can sleep soundly, comfortably without having to worry about nurses coming back and forth inside the room.
Nursing grandma was very challenging. I must say, she's a stubborn one. A difficult patient you will need to extend patience with. She doesn't want instructions, she wants to do things on her own even if she can't carry herself on her own.
Then again, she's still the Queen Of The Family and we love her for that.
July is coming. I hope everything goes well.
Thanks for reading.
Keep safe everyone. ❤