The hard days of fighting with Corona

It has been my habit since childhood to smile before speaking. But today my natural smile seems to have been lost seeing the procession of sickness and death all around. But life did not stop. So let's make a nice rule. New York schools open online at Lockdown. Goes from morning to noon every day, doing school work and chatting with classmates. Doing housework, gardening and a little more time reading the Qur'an, some writing. I used to make only one new food on the menu every day, which is also a favorite of my boys. In this lockdown, the children are confined to the house, so I spent as much time as possible with them and enjoying new food. I never thought I would have such a day, day and night with everyone in the family.

One Saturday morning, the online school was closed. I said to my two sons, let's go out today. Very nice sunny day. I will sit in the car wearing a mask and sunbathe for a while. When the house market is over in these two months, sometimes my husband and I go out with great effort. But my boys didn't go anywhere. The body was shaking a lot when I went out that day, but I didn't tell anyone. An unknown terror was filling my mind. I thought it would be good if the sun shines on my body. On the way back, I brought four gyro boxes for four people. After iftar, it gets cold, accompanied by fever and severe body aches. I took Trinanol and Ibrofen in pain, fell asleep praying a lot in my mind.


The days of suffering began and the fever continued to rise, with unbearable body pain. After about 10 minutes, my husband is bringing ginger, garlic, raw turmeric and long cinnamon steaming water to the side of the bed. The body is not moving, but I am gargling after a while. It was as if a cut and painful key was stuck in the middle of the throat. Gargle with hot water a little less, after a while it starts again. The key is that the battle of life with an invisible force. My only goal was to control my breathing. I have mild asthma. If the nose gets stuck in the dust, there is a problem. I used to lie on my back and constantly the water vapor of lemon, ginger and turmeric. That said, my husband is bringing and eating everything. I have to be good, I have a lot of work left, a lot of unfinished work. I can never have hot tea or anything hot. I was constantly eating everything hot as long as I was conscious. It seemed that all the steam and hot water was going to burn, but I was still fighting.

When the private physician doctor in the zoom video called me a patient of Covid-19, I smiled in the midst of hundreds of troubles. Because every morning and afternoon I was eating black cumin, honey, lemon ginger juice, raw turmeric, cumin water, two oranges, vegetables, chicken soup and many more. Meanwhile, my husband Nazrul Kabir is doing research on this virus day and night. With her own knowledge and doctor's sister, she is writing on Facebook every day with her brother's advice and is also warning us. Sometimes my boys and I would be very annoyed to hear about this virus all the time. Doing so much and being careful didn’t even save. Still, I accepted the doctor's words with a smile. I thought to myself, whatever God does, He does for the good. Maybe God wants me to stay in bed this Ramadan. I never rest, I do one thing after another. I drove to work two days after my surgery. The man is groaning in bed with unbearable pain and fever. What a terrible ordeal, it cannot be explained. For 20 days in a row there was fever, body aches, sore throat and chest, shortness of breath. Durat woke up in the middle of the night with unbearable pain. I couldn't breathe. From then on, I was afraid to sleep alone in the room at night. But there is no way. covid-19 patients should be different from everyone else. We locked the door in a separate room for the good of everyone in the house and for our pet cats. As soon as the fever came, I separated my living, eating utensils and bathroom arrangements.

I felt like I was lying in the grave alone in the room at night in pain and suffering. And in this way the questions and answers of the dead in the grave may be answered. I used to think about what I had done wrong in my life, I used to fall asleep asking for forgiveness from Allah and Surah Yasin Sharif used to live next to me on my mobile phone. Hard days have passed like this, which will be a nightmare for the rest of your life. With my illness, the rest of the house underwent the Covid-19 test. We were thinking more and more about cats, stupid animals can't even tell if they're in trouble. The younger son tested positive, but he had no problem. Even then he was forbidden to leave his own room. Because another person will be infected by his touch. We all know what happens when a mother is sick in a family. My husband and eldest son have suffered a lot. Nazrul is still at my service. Luckily, my eldest son cooks occasionally as a hobby, so save. She cooks for a month and occasionally sends my Nanash (Dr. Lutfa) food and market. My Ja (Jhunu) and my girlfriend (Tennis) cook a lot. I will be grateful to them for the rest of my life for helping me in this danger. I will be grateful to my friends Rupa, Simu, Manija, Irene and Maksudar. They inspired me with messages every day.

I will be grateful to my elder sister, brother, brother-in-law and all my childhood friends, to many familiar brothers and sisters. I didn't have the strength to speak, so I couldn't pick up the phone. But even then, everyone has called for love. Above all, I am healed by the will of the Creator and the blessings of all. The body is still impossibly weak and dull. The doctor said that the body fights a lot with this virus so it becomes impossible to weaken at the end of the fight. It will take about three / four months or more to fully recover. However, plenty of healthy food and water is needed.