I overcame Covid!
Sister Yip Mei Chun (Kowloon Church)
Hallelujah! In the name of our Lord Jesus Christ, I bear witness:
In February 2022, Hong Kong experienced over two years of the COVID-19 pandemic. Even after the Lunar New Year, the situation remained severe, with daily confirmed cases continuing to soar. Nursing homes, in particular, became heavily affected. On the evening of February 21st, with the temperature at only twelve or thirteen degrees Celsius, and a fine drizzle falling from the sky, I braved the cold rain and wind to return to the nursing home where I work.
Upon entering the facility, the first thing I did was take a rapid test. Despite consistently testing negative in the past, this time was different; the test showed a positive result. I showed the test kit to the day-shift supervisor, who became extremely anxious and instructed me to leave immediately. On the cold and rainy streets, filled with confusion and anxiety, I could not believe I was now considered a confirmed case. I had no idea where I might have contracted the virus.
In February 2022, Hong Kong experienced over two years of the COVID-19 pandemic. Even after the Lunar New Year, the situation remained severe, with daily confirmed cases continuing to soar. Nursing homes, in particular, became heavily affected. On the evening of February 21st, with the temperature at only twelve or thirteen degrees Celsius, and a fine drizzle falling from the sky, I braved the cold rain and wind to return to the nursing home where I work.
Upon entering the facility, the first thing I did was take a rapid test. Despite consistently testing negative in the past, this time was different; the test showed a positive result. I showed the test kit to the day-shift supervisor, who became extremely anxious and instructed me to leave immediately. On the cold and rainy streets, filled with confusion and anxiety, I could not believe I was now considered a confirmed case. I had no idea where I might have contracted the virus.
During the initial three days of home isolation, with no symptoms, I engaged in light activities at home. However, I accidentally injured my right knee while tidying up. The pain in my right knee was alarming, as at my age, such an injury could potentially affect my mobility and even require surgery for recovery. With the pain in my right knee, the fourth day brought the onset of COVID-19 symptoms—initially, a headache, followed by a sore throat and cough. I felt phlegm blocking my airways, almost suffocating.
From day fourth to day tenth, I presented flu-like symptoms, spending the entire time in bed, unable to eat and only desiring water. Getting up brought dizziness, chest discomfort, vomiting, and difficulty breathing. I thought to myself, "I've never experienced such severe illness in my entire life." After the tenth day, my symptoms gradually subsided, but the test results remained positive. Finally, on the thirteenth day, I received a negative result and could return to work. Throughout these thirteen days, I worried about whether my colleagues covering for me could cope.
On the fourteenth day, with the pain in my right knee, I resumed my work duties. Fortunately, my tasks were not overly strenuous, but they carried significant responsibility as the night-shift supervisor. Every night, I ensured the best arrangement of tasks for the health and safety of the elderly residents, placing their well-being as a top priority.
On the way to work, as I approached the intersection of a road and a pedestrian walkway, my right knee suddenly experienced intense pain. Unable to support myself, I fell by the roadside. Realizing I shouldn't let my right knee bear the brunt of the fall, I intentionally landed in a prone position. As I got up, I held onto the iron pillars of a street sign, avoiding any further injury to my knee. Thank God! I did not re-injure my right knee when I fell, and my body did not collide with the iron pillars.
From day fourth to day tenth, I presented flu-like symptoms, spending the entire time in bed, unable to eat and only desiring water. Getting up brought dizziness, chest discomfort, vomiting, and difficulty breathing. I thought to myself, "I've never experienced such severe illness in my entire life." After the tenth day, my symptoms gradually subsided, but the test results remained positive. Finally, on the thirteenth day, I received a negative result and could return to work. Throughout these thirteen days, I worried about whether my colleagues covering for me could cope.
On the fourteenth day, with the pain in my right knee, I resumed my work duties. Fortunately, my tasks were not overly strenuous, but they carried significant responsibility as the night-shift supervisor. Every night, I ensured the best arrangement of tasks for the health and safety of the elderly residents, placing their well-being as a top priority.
On the way to work, as I approached the intersection of a road and a pedestrian walkway, my right knee suddenly experienced intense pain. Unable to support myself, I fell by the roadside. Realizing I shouldn't let my right knee bear the brunt of the fall, I intentionally landed in a prone position. As I got up, I held onto the iron pillars of a street sign, avoiding any further injury to my knee. Thank God! I did not re-injure my right knee when I fell, and my body did not collide with the iron pillars.
Returning to work after being away for more than ten days, it felt like experiencing life and death in the nursing home. I learned that several elderly residents had contracted the virus and passed away, including one who succumbed while waiting for an ambulance due to a delay. Soon after I returned to work, another resident, confirmed with the virus, experienced respiratory distress, fever, low blood pressure, and low oxygen levels. I rushed oxygen to her bedside, helping her put on an oxygen mask. Despite her turning pale, the ambulance arrived quickly, and she was rushed to the hospital for treatment.
Late at night, during rounds, I discovered another elderly resident who required prolonged bed rest and continuous oxygen. She had a runny nose due to the infection, causing her oxygen tube to become blocked. Given the peak of the pandemic and long waits outside the emergency room, especially for less critical cases, I changed her oxygen tube, but it quickly became blocked again. With no other options, I turned to prayer, seeking God's help to clear the elderly resident's nasal congestion. God answered my prayer, and soon after, her runny nose stopped, allowing her to breathe smoothly. Thank God!
In the following days, most elderly residents in the nursing home contracted the virus, with only severe cases being sent to the hospital for treatment. Every night on duty, I saw them with ailing appearances, lying in bed. I had to pay special attention to any sudden deterioration in their conditions.
Thank God! The elderly resident mentioned earlier has now recovered from her critical condition and can lead a healthy life as usual. Also, my right knee has received healing through multiple prayers, and I can now move freely without pain. All of this is the special grace and care of God! May all glory, praise, and honor be given to the true God in heaven! Amen!
Thank God! The elderly resident mentioned earlier has now recovered from her critical condition and can lead a healthy life as usual. Also, my right knee has received healing through multiple prayers, and I can now move freely without pain. All of this is the special grace and care of God! May all glory, praise, and honor be given to the true God in heaven! Amen!
