It’s been a while since my last post wherein I wrote about life in the midst of the COVID-19. A few weeks ago, the government just imposed a community quarantine to help mitigate the disease brought about by the virus.
Back then, I thought this will just pass like a breeze. But as we all know, we’re already about two weeks of an enhanced community quarantine (as of this writing). Many establishments have shut down, offices have employed work-from-home setups until mid-April (or indefinitely), people’s movements have been limited.
All these, while we receive reports of an increasing number of positive cases and a host of fake news being peddled on the internet.
Suffice to say that everything that has happened in the last 12 days has taken a toll on me. Stress and anxiety took over my body as early as the third day of quarantine. My body temperature shot up to 37.4 degrees. I got so sweaty and I felt I was going to have an asthma attack.
I was so anxious that I thought I had symptoms of COVID-19. My body was manifesting the panic inside me. I was breaking down physically, mentally, and emotionally.
I would still be in that rut if I didn’t have someone to talk to. Someone who’s calm and collected and knew how to put sense in every situation.
Whenever I was feeling down, confused, or anxious, I’d always want to talk to my older sister. She always knew what to say to make me feel better. Maybe because she was a BS Psychology graduate, maybe because she’s been a guidance counselor all her life, or maybe because she was the eldest that she knew how to put order in her siblings’ chaotic worlds. But whatever, she was always the one I knew I could turn to in times like these.
She’s in Singapore right now (which is handling the COVID-19 situation pretty well) but she’s always online. I got hold of her one evening and told her everything I was feeling. It felt good that I had someone to listen to me without any judgment.
She said that yes, panic and anxiety can affect our health. Whatever we put into mind, it’s likely that it would happen. In my case, because I was so stressed out, my body was responding to my anxieties and fears. She gave me breathing exercises to do and assured me that she’s always ready to talk.
After our little chat, I felt better bit by bit. Since our talk, my body temperature has remained normal. Breathing was easier now. The only thing I have to deal now was managing my time between working from home and taking care of the household. I’m finding it difficult to juggle work and mommy tasks.
In times like these, it’s important to take care not only of your physical well-being but also your mental and emotional health. If you can, find someone whom you can talk to, because sometimes, you just need to let it all out.
And yes, I’m ready to listen just in case you want to talk. 🙂