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Hi, so I never expected to ever be on here but I found myself here because of how bad the situation has grown.
About a few days after Christmas, my dad started getting really sick and I did not know why because he recently tested Negative for Covid, so we thought he was okay. I don't remember the dates but all I remember was my mom getting tested a little after just in case, and my mom came back Positive, she exhibited no symptoms and felt fine; however, possibly from being around my dad, he was most likely exposed to Covid.
Once he got really sick, he was bedridden for many days, I have not been able to see him for a long time because he had no energy left in him. The times that he would try to call me to talk to me, ask me how I've been doing, I could hear it in his voice that he was unable to breathe; it was shallow and rapid, he could barely talk or use his voice anymore, so I haven't heard his voice in a long time besides his texts. He has no appetite and can barely eat because of how irritated his throat gets or that he can not breathe while eating. Even though he's been sick, my mom said that he still asks how I am doing and if I am okay, and to think about that makes me cry.
My mom has been on Leave of Absence due to testing Positive, so she has not been working for a week, and can not return until 2 weeks. She's been trying to take care of him ever since he fell ill and has not been sleeping or eating right ever since. I've been trying to take care of both of them by taking up as much of their responsibilities at home, with the house, and making sure there's always food and medicine available.
My younger brother does not really understand the situation right now and I just hope that he's okay, and with school back I just want him focused on school and helping as much as he can.
So after taking care of him for a few days, with some medicines and warm foods, that is was all that we could do to help him. He was experiencing chills and fevers so high that it was not a good sign. His symptoms would fluctuate, sometimes he would feel better, other times it would worsen.
I remember the day that I went to work on a Sunday that everything got worse. I asked my mom if it was okay for me to leave for work for a few hours and to come home later and do errands for the house. So I did, everything was normal and then as soon as I started driving with my brother to go to the supermarket, she called me and told me to drive my dad to the ER. That was the first time I have seen my dad ever since around Christmas, in-person. He was so fragile, and his breathing was so rapid, I could hear it. My mom and I dropped him off at the Emergency room and we had to leave him there by himself for no telling how long. We could only wait an hour before we could call in to make sure he was okay.
After an hour we called and the doctor told us that he was receiving medications and an IV drip, and some testing. Both my mom and I found out that he had developed pneumonia as well as having covid, and my dad also has asthma. However, he was able to be sent home and watched for the time being to make sure his symptoms do not worsen.
Just today, with already everything going on, he was just laid off from work. Even if he recovers from this, he has no work to go back to. At this point, I am the only one working, and I only work part-time. I know it's a lot to ask for, and my parents do not know that I am doing this, but anything helps for the time being just to get by since no one is able to work anymore.
Thank you to all who have helped or have supported my family, I really appreciate everyone's support.
I wish I could show everyone the behind the scenes of that photo I chose, when my brother and I were ice skating, I came over and was about to ask if they wanted to leave, if they were bored or whatnot, I got to see how loving and adorable my parents were as they were sitting together and taking timed photos on my dad's phone. I was going to ask if they wanted me to take it, but I decided to record the video of them doing it instead, I hope to see more happy memories soon.
About a few days after Christmas, my dad started getting really sick and I did not know why because he recently tested Negative for Covid, so we thought he was okay. I don't remember the dates but all I remember was my mom getting tested a little after just in case, and my mom came back Positive, she exhibited no symptoms and felt fine; however, possibly from being around my dad, he was most likely exposed to Covid.
Once he got really sick, he was bedridden for many days, I have not been able to see him for a long time because he had no energy left in him. The times that he would try to call me to talk to me, ask me how I've been doing, I could hear it in his voice that he was unable to breathe; it was shallow and rapid, he could barely talk or use his voice anymore, so I haven't heard his voice in a long time besides his texts. He has no appetite and can barely eat because of how irritated his throat gets or that he can not breathe while eating. Even though he's been sick, my mom said that he still asks how I am doing and if I am okay, and to think about that makes me cry.
My mom has been on Leave of Absence due to testing Positive, so she has not been working for a week, and can not return until 2 weeks. She's been trying to take care of him ever since he fell ill and has not been sleeping or eating right ever since. I've been trying to take care of both of them by taking up as much of their responsibilities at home, with the house, and making sure there's always food and medicine available.
My younger brother does not really understand the situation right now and I just hope that he's okay, and with school back I just want him focused on school and helping as much as he can.
So after taking care of him for a few days, with some medicines and warm foods, that is was all that we could do to help him. He was experiencing chills and fevers so high that it was not a good sign. His symptoms would fluctuate, sometimes he would feel better, other times it would worsen.
I remember the day that I went to work on a Sunday that everything got worse. I asked my mom if it was okay for me to leave for work for a few hours and to come home later and do errands for the house. So I did, everything was normal and then as soon as I started driving with my brother to go to the supermarket, she called me and told me to drive my dad to the ER. That was the first time I have seen my dad ever since around Christmas, in-person. He was so fragile, and his breathing was so rapid, I could hear it. My mom and I dropped him off at the Emergency room and we had to leave him there by himself for no telling how long. We could only wait an hour before we could call in to make sure he was okay.
After an hour we called and the doctor told us that he was receiving medications and an IV drip, and some testing. Both my mom and I found out that he had developed pneumonia as well as having covid, and my dad also has asthma. However, he was able to be sent home and watched for the time being to make sure his symptoms do not worsen.
Just today, with already everything going on, he was just laid off from work. Even if he recovers from this, he has no work to go back to. At this point, I am the only one working, and I only work part-time. I know it's a lot to ask for, and my parents do not know that I am doing this, but anything helps for the time being just to get by since no one is able to work anymore.
Thank you to all who have helped or have supported my family, I really appreciate everyone's support.
I wish I could show everyone the behind the scenes of that photo I chose, when my brother and I were ice skating, I came over and was about to ask if they wanted to leave, if they were bored or whatnot, I got to see how loving and adorable my parents were as they were sitting together and taking timed photos on my dad's phone. I was going to ask if they wanted me to take it, but I decided to record the video of them doing it instead, I hope to see more happy memories soon.