Today, I saw a documentary on National Geographic. It was about, how India is trying to fight coronavirus.
It was really eye opening, doctors had shared footage of their hospitals, and inside their homes. They opened up about their feelings on this lockdown. One doctor was on the verge of tears as she talked about how whenever she entered the hospital she saw dead bodies and sick people, and how she felt genuinely frightened. How whenever she took swab tests of suspected patients, they begged her to pray for them.
How, when she tested these patients for corona virus negative thoughts filled her head, she started thinking of her husband, her family, and possibilities of her contracting the virus. The brain is a wonderful thing, but sometimes it feels like a curse. All of those thoughts, that you tried to avoid always come back in times of need or desperation. One part is calming us, while other makes us even moe nervous, strange.
On some days she would feel as if she has the symptoms, she feels unwell. Though, nothing is wrong with her. At this point I understood that. The pandemic is is penetrating people’s thoughts, affecting them psychologically. This can seriously affect one’s mental health. In a way, it is good as with this fear people will at least stay inside their houses.
There was one doctor, who had a little daughter. She had to be sent, to her grandmother’s place, because her mother frequently came in contact with covid patients.
There was also an inspector, who said that he was thinking of not living with his family, as he was scared of infecting them. Doctors and policemen and other social workers were always selfless and noble. But, we are realising this now. The tribute that people are giving is not enough.
After seeing this documentary I felt grateful for my parents, friends and also the food I get to eat everyday. I also felt deeply grateful for all the social workers who are working day and night.
We are all in this together. But these workers, are fighting more battles than any of us. Stay home, stay safe.
Keya, 13 year old, writing since age 7. Expressing her self freely on her blog! Enjoy the reading