In the last two editions of this diary, I spoke about how I tested positive to COVID 19 and my mental battles before I took the test and decided to get treated.
This is my second diary Diary of a Naija Sportscaster with COVID 19, Day 2: The longest 48 hours of my life.
So, I made up my mind that going to the isolation centre for treatment would be the best. I just couldn’t wait to leave the place even before getting there.
This was how bad I was trying to avoid going to the treatment center but my hands were tied.
I did not know what to expect when I got there, so I decided to pack some basics as though I was on a road trip.
I packed stuff like toiletries (Soap, Sponge, Detergents, Tissue paper), Deodorants and perfume plus my clothes since I was going to stay for 10 days. I also bought beverages (Milo, Milk and Sugar).
I was going to be away for a while and I did not know what to expect, but it was what it was. I was a COVID 19 patient. I never expected it.
First night at the COVID 19 isolation center
I only told a few people, just 4 close friends who I could confide in and they promised to keep it to themselves alone. I had to be discreet about this.
I did not lie to myself regarding the disease. As soon as I saw the symptoms I got myself tested and when it came out positive, I was here heading to an isolation center.
But to start telling random people about my current status would not be a good idea because this is Nigeria and we know how we can stigmatise people for the flimsiest of reasons.
The first night at the isolation center was weird. I was taken to my ward where I would be staying, the whole place was really strange because I had never even seen the four walls of a hospital before let alone being admitted.
The doctors and nurses welcomed us and promised to give us the best treatment possible so we could recover.
I met six other patients there the night I was admitted.
They were really friendly, I don’t think there was any better or more lively ward than ours.
We prayed regularly, discussed about a number of issues and there was no dull moment with those guys.
It will be hard saying goodbye to these guys. They made lovely flat/ ward mates, but I am getting ahead of myself.
The first night was fair enough. After settling down to a bath, my vitals were checked and we were served dinner and our drugs for the day administered. Spaghetti was on the menu the first night and it was really tasty.
The ward was conducive enough and the room was spacious.
I only had an issue with the toilet because it was a public one and was not washed every day.
I will beat this virus.