My COVID-19 quarantine experience— and thoughts.

. Sunday, 8 August 2021 .

Now don't get startled just yet. I'm not the one who's COVID-19 positive— it was my baby brother.

On the 10th, my brother was diagnosed with COVID-19 positive. And since he's still staying with us, that made us close contact with COVID-19. Truth to be told, my first reaction when I got to know his result was that— I just laughed. A lot of thoughts were running through our heads at that time. Is it dangerous? Will we be okay? Who should we contact?

We didn't know what to do.

So I decided to step up and lead through the procedures for my family. Thankfully, the staff involved were very kind in explaining the procedures that we should do next. And two days later, we went for swab tests and got ourselves quarantine for another seven days.

To be honest, quarantine was not so hard for me as I am technically a homebody. The only struggle that I had was I won't be able to satisfy my cravings and urges to go out during that period. My neighbours were kind enough to send us food supplies and groceries for us to consume during the quarantine period. We were blessed, really.

But, though I was okay physically, my mental health indeed took a turn during that period.

I'll seem ungrateful saying this, yes, COVID-19 can be monstrous, but at that time — somewhere deep in my heart, I hoped that I would get infected as well.

We even slept on each other's beds before his diagnosis came out.

I want to know how the pain was like — how you wouldn't have any appetite for every single meal, how you'd lost your sense of taste and smell, how you'd curl yourself on your bed because you're just too tired to even do anything — I want to experience all that.

I want to feel pain.

In any way.

I feel like I'm too numb. I can't feel anything. I'm not okay.

I keep contemplating about life. I have so many unanswered questions — and being trapped inside my bedroom for almost two weeks got me worst.


But during that time, I'm thankful towards my friends who had my back during my lowest period. I loved how they tried so hard just to cheer me up and were constantly reminding me to take a break whenever I feel exhausted. Thank you for all those late-night talks, for staying up with me and accompany me to finish my assignments — may Allah bless you all with happiness in this world and in the afterlife.

The ending kinda felt rush, is it? Blame it on my writer's block.

Now don't get startled just yet. I'm not the one who's COVID-19 positive— it was my baby brother.

On the 10th, my brother was diagnosed with COVID-19 positive. And since he's still staying with us, that made us close contact with COVID-19. Truth to be told, my first reaction when I got to know his result was that— I just laughed. A lot of thoughts were running through our heads at that time. Is it dangerous? Will we be okay? Who should we contact?

We didn't know what to do.

So I decided to step up and lead through the procedures for my family. Thankfully, the staff involved were very kind in explaining the procedures that we should do next. And two days later, we went for swab tests and got ourselves quarantine for another seven days.

To be honest, quarantine was not so hard for me as I am technically a homebody. The only struggle that I had was I won't be able to satisfy my cravings and urges to go out during that period. My neighbours were kind enough to send us food supplies and groceries for us to consume during the quarantine period. We were blessed, really.

But, though I was okay physically, my mental health indeed took a turn during that period.

I'll seem ungrateful saying this, yes, COVID-19 can be monstrous, but at that time — somewhere deep in my heart, I hoped that I would get infected as well.

We even slept on each other's beds before his diagnosis came out.

I want to know how the pain was like — how you wouldn't have any appetite for every single meal, how you'd lost your sense of taste and smell, how you'd curl yourself on your bed because you're just too tired to even do anything — I want to experience all that.

I want to feel pain.

In any way.

I feel like I'm too numb. I can't feel anything. I'm not okay.

I keep contemplating about life. I have so many unanswered questions — and being trapped inside my bedroom for almost two weeks got me worst.


But during that time, I'm thankful towards my friends who had my back during my lowest period. I loved how they tried so hard just to cheer me up and were constantly reminding me to take a break whenever I feel exhausted. Thank you for all those late-night talks, for staying up with me and accompany me to finish my assignments — may Allah bless you all with happiness in this world and in the afterlife.

The ending kinda felt rush, is it? Blame it on my writer's block.

2 comments

  1. I've never experienced quarantine and although, I feel like it's going to be alright because just like you, I'm also a homebody but things does not always come in our way so, I will never know what to expect if I was in your place, sending prayer to your brother's speedy recovery and for you too, please be happy, love <3

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