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Stomach aches, nausea, dizziness, the rush to the hospital, and the bitter, unexpected discovery that you’ve contracted COVID-19. Simona, a fantasy name, from a town in Medio Campidano: “It is not a game, it is not a joke, the places in the hospital are very limited.”
She is a young woman, one of the positive cases that have been registered in the place where she lives, and she decides to tell her story to witness the dramatic situation that exists within the Santísima Trinidad hospital linked to the health emergency, where doctors, nurses and healthcare workers fight non-stop 24 hours a day to cope with the dozens of people in need of medical care.
“How sad people make me who still affirm and insinuate that this virus does not exist – Simona explains – if you just try to open your eyes or take a tour of the Holy Trinity; I wish you never try it on your own skin or that of a relative. This virus destroys you from start to finish, in fact it may not have an end. Because even when you recover, if that happens, you will always have something that binds you to it. This is not a ‘flu from which one is cured and returns to normal life, this is a war’. It all started the night of October 5 at 3 am: “I had sudden pains in my stomach accompanied by nausea and dizziness. The medical guard decides to send me to the emergency room for a check-up, there, as usual in hospitalization, they give me a swab. They take me to the living room awaiting the result. After 5 hours, the nurses enter the room and, without telling me anything, take the bed and rush me to another room. Immediately afterwards they inform me that I have tested positive for covid and that I must be transferred to the Holy Trinity. So begins my ordeal, running in an ambulance and waiting in the tent. Check the controls, the samples, and the swab again. They take me to several rooms before I can have a bed. Because it is not a game, it is not a joke: places are really limited. “Finally a bed is found for the young woman.” They put me in a room, I have two companions who are also positive. Other symptoms also arrive at the hospital, My stomach pain passes and my throat hurts, I lose my taste and smell and I have a severe headache. ”In the room, Simona says, the mask cannot be removed,“ you have to keep it day and night ”. You can’t leave the room and no one can come in. Except the doctors “who you can’t even recognize. They wear a white overalls, a mask, a visor, two pairs of gloves and envelopes on their feet. They are tired, sweaty, but always present. Fortunately, I was in the hospital for 3 days, I was better and needed seats. So, they give therapy at home. I was discharged at 2 in the afternoon, but the ambulances were busy and only at 9 in the evening they were able to take home. “
The story continues in detail, the woman also recalls the journey from the hospital room to the ambulance, “I had to walk along a path being careful not to touch anything, not even the wall.” Once I got into the ambulance, “I felt dizzy and hot. When I got home, my tears fell: I couldn’t hug anyone again because they still didn’t have the results of their swab. So I had to lock myself in the room with the mask. The next morning I had to call the doctor because I needed the medications and, think, the medications that I had to take only arrived after a week ”. Not only that: unfortunately, Simona’s mother, children, and partner also tested positive. “Trust me, it was not a good experience and I can say one thing: I have never left or entered a place without a mask. Never. However, I have Covid-19 and who knows when. “
“This I will never know,” concludes the woman.
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