I don’t know how the month passed. As the unwelcome guest clings to Sambok Yeomcheon like a leech and struggles to the death, it is already August. Last July, when every day was heavy and even the energy was sinking, the fear of corona came again.
This was around mid-April of last year. On a warm spring day when the yellow waves of rapeseed flowers were rolling over, my body suddenly became hot like a furnace, cold sweat poured out, and the cough that came out even though I tried to hold it in was tearing my sore throat even more. The symptoms, which were seen little by little in the morning, got worse every minute as the afternoon went on. Like ice cream melting in the middle of summer, energy drained from his body. I checked it just in case, and two red lines were drawn.
At that very moment, I got a call from the nursing home where my mother was. Nursing home calls are always impatient. what will happen When she opened her phone with her beating heart, sure enough, her mother was infected with the corona virus. Even the nursing home, which was usually thoroughly quarantined, collapsed helplessly.
Even visits were blocked due to corona, but it was as if my mother and I were infected at the same time in a far away space… . A mother who didn’t even know what corona was, would have been very sad and cramped why her family never came to visit her. The family members who visited once a week were also anxious.
I wonder if the earnestness was conveyed to each other, my mother and I were able to do it through the extreme prescription of corona. She was confined to a negative pressure room at a university hospital that was strictly off-limits and had precious moments caring for her mother for a week. She was both an infected person and a protector.
Fortunately, it was not Corona this time. She had the worst flu in years. When she was young, she could easily get rid of most flus by taking medicine for three or three days, but now that she is old, it seems to be not enough. While her energy and motivation decreased, her resistance to disease increased.
No matter how much I swallow, I get a sore throat from a cough that sticks out like a spring, a throbbing headache, dried up nostrils, and a blue runny nose that flows incessantly. Toilet paper is sloppy on the desk. Even when it’s hot, I can’t turn on the air conditioner or fan. The cool wind gently irritates my shoulders and neck, causing me to sneeze even more. To think that the power of an invisible virus could destroy the will to live like this. There is nothing I want to do. Mansa is a world of gijanism.
make up your mind again There won’t be only good moments in the long journey of life. I would say that human life is a repetition of pain and happiness. There are days when the sun shines warmly, and there are days when it rains and blizzards. Even if pain is the yoke of life that can’t be avoided anyway, this too will pass someday. Because nothing is forever
After going back and forth to the hospital like a rat in a grasshopper for about a month, he finally found stability and started fishing for hope. However, we do not know when the virus that destroys our peaceful daily life will invade again. This summer’s flu seems to be a warning to build stronger defenses in the future. Nutrients on the table, which were usually overlooked, are attracting attention today.
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2023-08-13 09:04:15
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