Day 5

Earlier when I and Ved use to fight we use to resolve it by night and sleep but this time situation was not supportive. I couldn’t hug and ask him to forgive or forget whatever I said etc.

He was taking care but it was silent care. He wasn’t able to understand me and my situation. We both decorated our house and the room was one of my favorite. But now I was kind of hating it. The curtains, the bedsheet, pillows, etc. Everything I started hating it.

I cleaned the room, made my bed then had a cup of green tea. Ved was speechless and I too didn’t try to patch up. I was crying from inside and outside, tears were rolling out because at this point I need him, his love, and support. He can fight with me once I recovered completely but not now. I can’t handle it. This situation was costing me a lot.

Today I realize my taste and smell were gone. This dragged me in a huge shock. I wanted to recover neither going to be sicker. I called my friend she is a doctor gynecologist. She told this is normal. That was a bit of relief, not a complete relief because I wasn’t able to share with Ved. Sometimes we realise our mistakes but not ready to leave our ego too. I was silent and he was too.

I was eating and drinking things but couldn’t recognize the taste and smell at all. Especially the kadha ( spices boiling water) that aroma was great but I wasn’t able to feel that too. My temperature was fluctuating from 98 -99 and sometimes 99-98°c. I was just praying not to get worse. My oxygen level was the same 99% but the only temperature was fluctuating.

I was taking food and drinks without any sort of interest to eat. Today, I had sweet potatoes I felt like salt was missing in it. God this tasteless food was making me feel sicker. I was lying on the bed the whole day due to weakness.

I must say how people overcome these 14 days of isolation. I have lost patients within 5 days and 9 days more to go. I am not sure how I am going to cover these upcoming days.

Ved passed on the dinner and milk to me without any words. I was curious to hear something from him. He just asked me to eat and he went to sleep. I know he must be exhausted as he is doing his job and going out to get fruits and vegetables for me. This time there was no good night message from him.

Published by sulata nayak

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