On Sunday May 17th, Canada held its breath as a collective unit. Many Canadians were glued to the news and social media as a terrible tragedy unfolded.
Covid-19 just that one little word has managed to turn our world completely upside down. Who knew that a word like Coronavirus would one day be synonymous with almost certain death on a global scale? Who knew that the year 2020 would be the year that tested your very resolve? Since this pandemic hit the shores of this country that is exactly what has happened. Your days have been endless, your nights have been sleepless, your legs feel like jello and your feet scream in pain from the long hours of being on them, your workload continues to build up more each day, you go days without eating, you can’t even remember when the last time was that you actually got to enjoy a nice steaming, hot shower, you haven’t had a minute to yourself in weeks, you can’t even remember the last phone conversation you had or the last text you received, the only human interaction you get is when you see the thousands of sick and scared people that come to you for care everyday. You sit by their bedsides holding their hands and praying with them while they are taking their last breath, you cry for the lost and for those they left behind, when they pass on you wipe your own tears, take a few breaths, put on a mask and a brave face, and move on to aid the next patient. You cheer for and with those who recover for victories like those make it all worthwhile. I know right now you may be feeling overwhelmed and exhausted; you probably haven’t seen your home, your family or your friends in what seems like forever and when you finally do you will not want to get close to them for fear of unknowingly infecting them with this silent killer. You get so caught up in the task at hand that you more often than not forget to practice a little self care. I can’t even imagine the things you see when/if you do get to finally close your eyes. This virus has taken it’s toll on the world, young and old, it does not discriminate and yet you stand on the front lines battling it fearlessly and selflessly every single day. You are this world’s last line of defense against an invisible enemy and you do it for love of your profession not for the money (though I have heard you don’t get paid at all what you are worth). From fever checks to respirative care your hard work and dedication do not go unnoticed. This is the new normal and you and others like you give people such as myself hope in a time of extreme sickness. You sacrifice your very health so that others may live. You are actual real life super heroes. You make me proud to be an American. You are the very essence of what healthcare should look like even in times of crisis. In fact I know I speak for not only myself and my family but also for the millions of others just like me all around the world when I say we appreciate everything that you do and we thank you for doing it day in and day out. I know it isn’t easy. You may not always get the respect you deserve and that really sucks but right now you are fighting a war, not on the battlefield but in hospitals all around the world. You and the millions of other healthcare personnel are the heart and soul of this world. We keep you in our hearts and in our prayers. We love you!
A serious and unprecedented future for the world began in January. The United States of America finally joined in this sad story in March. As well as other people, I was a hardworking person for my job in a rooftop bar. After I finished my Bachelor's degree in Graphic design , I was tired looking for a professional job in New York city. Later on, I started dreaming of a bright future for my life (finally!). I got called for an interview from a city job where there would be an amazing start of my bright future. But, sadly, in the middle of March, the pandemic of Covid-19 started and I got stuck in home like thousands of Americans. I am sure there are millions of stories like this in the world and I got an opportunity for expressing mine here because I got paused in my life.
What is “disability”? What does it mean to be disabled?
Narcolepsy is a health condition.It is caused by a reduction of a certain protein produced by the brain called hypocretin, which affects sleep cycles. Normal sleep should consist of REM (Rapid Eye Movement) and non REM stages. REM is the stage of sleep at which dreams occur. When I go to sleep I will start dreaming within 10 seconds, and my dreams wont stop until I wake up.This due to lack of non REM sleep. This is both energy consuming and exhausting. Sleep is the only time your brain get to actually rest.To me, my brain is never resting. That beautiful filtering process scientists talk about when you sleep never happens to my brain. Toxins over time will eventually build up. Is it affecting my cognitive abilities? I have watched my self slowly transform from the child who had the highest IQ, to the adult that cant spell words correctly, to an adult who cant calculate simple additions, who sometimes struggles to read.The answer is yes.I have a very strong will. I was the student always sleeping in the back of the class room, all through my high school years.I watched my teachers watch me sleep and I didn’t say a word, I got yelled at, and even kicked out of class room, still didn’t say a word. Although I was already diagnosed with Narcolepsy, I chose to keep it to my self.By the end of the year I was still the Valedictorian student. This continued during my college years,I was notorious for being sleeping in classrooms,in hallways,everywhere.Still succeeded to astonish my professors.This has been my coping mechanism to this damn disease, to constantly have an inner challenge that no one knew about. By accomplishing a healthy person’s accomplishment I felt rewarded. I did not need anyone else to know that. I have always hated to look weak. I remember fighting with my mother when I found out she had told couple of our family members. I can fall in sleep on the couch and no one can tell that I had a condition, but once they knew, they looked at me differently. I HATED IT! Don’t look at me differently, don’t treat me differently,don’t worry about me or feel sorry for me. I GOT THIS.This Mother F***er is not getting the best of me. NOT YET.
It was summertime. Sun was so hot and humid and for some reason we thought it would be a great day walking up the steep hill with sandwiches and water jug in the bag. Who knew after everything I have gone through I have forgotten how to breathe! Silly to think about it now but the deep big breaths after 5 minutes of walking was no joke.
“There must be some kind of way outta here
Said the joker to the thief
There's too much confusion
I can't get no relief.”
”All Along the Watchtower,” by Bob Dylan
For more than 50 days in quarantine we have to appreciate that even our medical team around the world have been really hard for them. Working long days and hours without have the opportunities to be in home with the loved ones.
Soap, running water, and 20 seconds of patience, this is what it takes to wash your hands, which is the first line of defense in this global war against the novel coronavirus a.k.a COVID-19, according to the WHO. Tonnes of messages been churned out during this pandemic have emphasized this, consequently creating a spike in consumer demand for handwash products with businesses in the value chain been the biggest beneficiary.
Many are trying to survive in this horrible and tedious period of lockdown. Life is becoming beige. Every day feels the same. If you are one of the (so-called) lucky ones to be working from home, your mainly dull, but sometimes okay job is making you unsatisfied.
A new normal has settled over the world.
The more the days drag on, the more I am not able to leave the same 4 walls everyday, the more I feel I am waking up and repeating a groundhogs day, I feel it is literally testing everything I have ever gone through..