I happened to get Covid-19 just when I could least expect it (who ever waits for it).
I have a medical background: I have an autoimmune chronic neurological disease, I am in all possible risk groups, I am taking super-medicines (really, very high quality, thank you for that) that have done a great job right in the spring and my immunity is. ”as low as possible”.
When an emergency arises, it is clear that I am hostage, I cannot get both: for the medicine to treat the underlying problem and for me to have immunity at the same time. I have been living with an incapacity sheet for quite a long time to rule out the possibility of infection through accidental contact or any unclear route. I am very scared. Like everyone who sees this disease as a reality and roughly imagines the worst-case scenarios for any situation, I imagine now and then and then quickly try to forget.
One day before Friday, when there is an appointment with a dentist, Marta calls the dentist and says: it is now mandatory to come to the waiting room with a mask. This is the moment when masks will appear everywhere immediately. Martha has a beautiful mask, which she holds in her coat pocket, and when she comes to the dentist, she takes a photo.
Photo: From a private archive
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In autumn, everything is about to fall into place. I drive to work every day, because otherwise I would have to spend more than 15 minutes on public transport, which is not suitable for people with immunity. I slowly remember this mode, because I drove just a long time ago, I wonder if I even like it.
In the second week of October, twice a week in the evenings, I resume learning Estonian: I have Estonian friends and I have to exercise my brain at all. There was also an online lesson on October 16 from 18:00 to 20:30. I like to spend the lesson in my office and then drive home to Olaine. Only these evenings are cool if we drive with my husband. Those two and a half hours IT move the brain, that it is better to talk at home, otherwise the excitement of the mind is that you could enter the ditch.
On Friday evenings, Martha is very happy with the Estonian language, here is a screenshot where Marta’s friends – polyglots – communicate about her passion.
Photo: Screenshot
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The night of October 17 promised a very cold. We have greenhouses between Ķekava and Iecava, no tomatoes, halapenjo peppers and all other miracles. We went to bed and kept our thumbs up so that it wouldn’t be too cold and everything would go wrong.
We wake up relatively late on Saturday. Gundar (husband) had to go to a concert (later it will become the legendary 17.10 concert in Cesis). I was about to go for a walk and read Zeibota’s “Ravens”. Understand what a night frost. Mom said the cold was only 0.3 degrees, there was no reason to worry.
I walked around Olaine for a long time, read at home and did something else, I don’t remember. Gundars arrived on the last train, we were probably watching something else and went to sleep.
(to be continued)
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