You are reading this right. My worst fear in this pandemic came true. I got the virus.
Last Friday, me and my roommates voluntarily went to a free swab testing site here in our city. Aside from its free, it’s an advantage for us to get tested since it is a must in applying for a job or going to our home provinces.
We’ve been isolating ourselves for months now, so we are less nervous, of having ‘positive’ results, than usual.
Then it all changed when a sudden message request in my messenger popped out around 11 PM last night. He told me that he was from the City Health Office and he wants to call me urgently.
Because of my nervousness, of course I answered the call with a pre-orientation with myself that it is possibly what I am thinking about. At first, he asked me personal details and such which is quite weird given that I was sure that during the testing I filled out all the required data in the form religiously.
Long story short, he told me not to panic and that I was POSITIVE. Yes, I felt liked being splashed by a freakin’ cold water. I am feeling completely fine, no coughs, colds or fever and to be honest, even healthier than usual. Minus my terrible sleeping habit of course.
Well, since I was asymptomatic he further told me that it shouldn’t be a problem because I’ll just undergo treatment and monitoring for asymptomatic and mild symptoms for 14 whole days. If I turned out to be negative after that, I am good to go.
Maybe it was the mixture of panic, being overwhelmed and my own fvcking gullibility that lead me to another cause of a terrible anxiety. What if it was a prank or a scam call? Which is also suggested by my family, relatives, roommates and landlady since the timing was too weird.
Sunday? Midnight? Who does an official call during night? What if I was asleep that time? Why ask for my details if I already gave it to them before? Besides the results were supposed to be released on Wednesday (at least) according to the nurse that assisted me. And a lot more suspicious weird things including his Identification card sent.
Anyway, my landlady asked the police about it and they said that they haven’t received calls about it. They also told me not to easily believed in messenger calls. It didn’t helped me think well.
I wasn’t able to go to sleep that night because of that. All these things overwhelmed and I can’t even explain it in words. All I know is that it’s terrible and I felt so alone. Although it wasn’t true because I am so lucky with all the people around me and helped me in this horrifying situation.
I have still a lot to tell, but it is my time to rest. Sometimes, I have this stupid thinking that maybe I am a bad luck magnet of some sort. Boi, I can’t even have enough thoughts to recall this consecutive bad things that is happening to me. Why do I have to go through a lot of horrible situations?
Good night. Tomorrow is another tale about my experience here in the Quarantine Facility.