Around the Spring Festival in 2020 is the beginning of the epidemic and the starting point of my anxiety. At that time, I was still working in the company. The epidemic was roaring everywhere, and the epidemic information was spreading everywhere, especially the news that Dr. Li Wenliang died in the epidemic prevention work, which made people panic all day long. Because of the Spring Festival, I inevitably have to come into contact with a large number of mobile people at work every day, and the company's practice of requiring the temperature to be reported three times a day is even more uncomfortable.
The house is leaking and raining all night . At such a critical moment, I was sick, and my throat was uncomfortable and low fever ! You should know that the prevention and control at that time was already very strict. The pharmacy had to register with real name when buying medicine. I took all the remaining cold medicines at home, but there was no sign of improvement. My throat was still uncomfortable, and my body temperature was still lingering between 37.2 and 37.6. Although the body temperature was not very high, it was not good. I couldn't help but feel up and down, shocked and frightened. After a few days, I had to go to the hospital. But what I never expected was that at that time, it was already easy to get in and difficult to get out of the hospital.
went to the hospital and as soon as I measured my body temperature, I was immediately "controlled". In the next ten days, I had never left the hospital, not to mention leaving the ward. I live alone in a single room, and the medical staff entering and leaving are all in protective clothing, and their attitude is not ordinary. My breakfast, lunch and dinner and drink water were handed to my hands by professional medical staff. Not only did I have a full series of physical examinations, I also measured my body temperature many times a day, blood pressure , and blood oxygen saturation. On the first day of my hospitalization, I hung four bottles of drip at night. With nervousness and panic, I got up five or six times at night and didn’t sleep much all night. The next morning, I measured my blood sugar by 6.11 and my blood pressure was 135/85. Anyway, everything was normal before, but now it’s not good.
The ten days of hospitalization this time were a long ten days, and it was also a ten days that could not erase memories in life. A person's ward was empty, his heart was in chaos, and he had no time to watch the TV. It was not until the fever subsided the next afternoon that his heart calmed down. That night, a new aunt in her sixties came to the next ward. She cried for a while and rested all night, and seemed to be very scared. One day later, a young man in his early twenties was admitted to the ward opposite. He came back from Wuhan and sent him to the city for three times. The nucleic acid results were all negative, but the high fever still did not subside. My father was crying and anxious and panic everywhere in the hospital...
So, after five consecutive days of drip, although I had poor sleep for several consecutive days, my fever subsided and my throat was also cured. Ten days later, after three negative nucleic acid results, he was finally discharged from the hospital.
I thought it was the end of bad luck, but it was the beginning of a nightmare, and I suffered from anxiety...
