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It might sound silly, but I did secretly fear that those would be my last few days. Both results were fine, but my fever lasted for 3 days. Doctors decided to swab me and scan my lungs again.

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I compulsively checked my temperature and drank a huge amount of water every day, which didn’t help much.

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I would be lying if I said that I didn’t panic at all. Over the next several days, my parents were allowed to go home, but I wasn’t because I suddenly got a mild fever. Food wasn’t particularly tasty but was definitely nutritious and they even offered fresh fruit every day, which made my mother more than satisfied because she didn’t have to cook. One nurse came by to take my temperature on an hourly basis every day and she had a notebook filled with my temperature record, but she always had a mask on so I have never got a chance to see her face. Nurses said we were lucky to have private rooms as there was a shortage of beds a few weeks ago. "The first thing I noticed was the strong smell of disinfectant, before we were taken away for testing. I thought to myself, “if only the siren wasn’t on…” As we boarded the ambulance, I noticed the neighbours standing on their balconies watching. My father grabbed all his bank cards and the family’s insurance documents. I rushed to feed my parrot and quickly dropped an email to my supervisor at work.

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While one of them disinfected my flat, the two others helped me and my parents fill in forms about our medical history, recent travel history, and people that we had been in contact with in the time since my friend had visited us.īefore leaving our home, my mother packed as many masks as possible. It wasn’t long before three fully covered medics showed up at my door. We were told that we would need to be put into medical quarantine at the hospital, and I was asked to stay where I was until health workers arrived to transport us. On February 23 rd, my peaceful Sunday morning in Zhengzhou was interrupted by a call from a local hospital, informing me that a friend of mine who only a few days earlier had stopped by my flat for a visit had just tested positive for covid-19. I was alone lying on my bed, trying to sort out how this whole thing started.













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