"The map of my hometown was stained by me"

After returning to my hometown from Wuhan to celebrate the New Year, I became the "patient No. 1" in the small county town.

Oral: Li Ziye ｜ 33 years old ｜ Health teacher ｜ Shanxi

Finishing: Wan Yanwenhao, Xue Yuan | Our reporter

Edit: Liu Huang

After living for more than 30 years, I never thought that a small family of ours actually affected the nerves of the entire county.

Our small county in the southwest of the mountain has only a population of over 400,000. Since the outbreak, three confirmed cases have been identified. There are two of them in my house, that is, me and my mother.

I returned to my hometown from Wuhan to celebrate the New Year and became the "patient No. 1" in our county. Our illness has almost become the biggest thing in the county, and the hearts of the people in the county have followed.

I heard that one day, the secretary of the county party committee, at the regular meeting, talked about the cooperation and recognition of the common people during the epidemic, and she almost burst into tears.

Although I am also innocent, I feel regretful to hear these-after all, I brought the epidemic first, and my hometown map was stained with red.

Fortunately, the difficulties of our own home have passed. A week ago, my mother and I were cured and discharged. For the sake of prudence, the county also specifically found a hotel for my family to isolate for a while.

At the moment, I live in a hotel isolated. Leaning by the window and basking in the sun, I thought, "It's finally over, it's good to be alive!"

My mother lived in another room. Although I couldn't see each other, I was satisfied. She was as optimistic as ever, chatting with her girlfriends and talking and laughing.

As the tension in the epidemic slowly dissipated, the small county gradually returned to its former calm. Looking back on these days, it's almost like dreaming.

On January 19, I took my child from Wuhan back to his Shanxi hometown, and my husband only drove over later.

At that time, Wuhan had an outbreak of epidemic, saying it was pneumonia of unknown cause. I don't know much about the specific situation. Like many people in Wuhan, I don't take it too seriously.

When I came to my hometown, I saw an interview with Academician Zhong Nanshan on TV, and I thought of the previous "SARS".

It never occurred to me that at this point I had brought the virus back to my hometown.

The small county in his hometown is surrounded by mountains on three sides, and the people who are immersed in the festive atmosphere joked, "It is easy to defend, difficult to attack, and the virus cannot come in."

Within two days, I started having a low fever. Because I'm a health teacher, my health has always been good, so I didn't think about the bad. After taking the medicine, there was no improvement, so I planned to go to the community health clinic to get a doctor's injection.

Before going out, thinking of Zhong Nanshan saying that the virus exists from person to person, he put on a mask on purpose. Now think about it. At that time, maybe how much the risk of virus transmission was reduced.

On the 23rd, waking up early in the morning, Wuhan "closed the city." Then I felt that the situation was serious, and I began to suspect that I had been recruited, and I was afraid that it would be transmitted to my family. Dad rushed me to the county hospital. I also fantasized about making a film to rule it out, and feel at ease.

I told the doctor truthfully that I returned home from Wuhan. Subsequently, when entering the fever clinic and quarantine, the county hospital was not sure about the condition, and then contacted a remote expert in the province for a remote diagnosis, which was diagnosed as a suspected case that day.

The next day, the test results came out, and I was told that the diagnosis was new coronary pneumonia. I don't know if the place is too small or the matter is too big. I was diagnosed less than 2 hours ago and someone asked my classmates to find out.

The epidemic announcement in the county has not yet been issued. Many fellows in Beijing, Shenzhen and even abroad know my name.

A friend who worked in a government agency told me that there had been a long-standing internal message: once confirmed cases were detected, prevention and control measures had to be improved. The annual leave of all civil servants in the county town was completely lost.

The small place could not hide anything, and the news of the first confirmed case was spreading rapidly across the county's WeChat groups. The names and addresses of my family and myself are almost known.

Later I learned that the day before I went to the county for treatment, there was a woman returning from Wuhan who had just been released from the hospital. Before she was hospitalized with a fever, the county urgently established a prevention and control headquarters. Later, she had a fever and had a false alarm.

At this moment, it was unexpected and I became the "patient No. 1" in the county.

On the 24th, I was transferred to a designated hospital in the city. Immediately afterwards, my mother began to have a fever and went to the county hospital for testing. From suspected to confirmed diagnosis, she moved to the same ward with me after transfer.

Dad's condition is not very good either. Because he was sent to see me for treatment, he was also isolated in the hospital and was found to have a chest radiograph problem.

During that time, the county's prevention and control headquarters "like the enemy". Because I am an imported case in Wuhan, my parents are close contacts. If someone gets sick because of them, it is a fourth-level infection. What will develop in the future, everyone dare not imagine.

My brother WeChat told me that other family members I contacted were notified to restrict access, and our community was closed, and no one was allowed in.

The bank sales department in front of Lianjia's house, because my mother had exchanged new money, all the people were separated at home. The control of roads in and out of counties, announcing cancellation of all gatherings, and exhausting returnees from Wuhan ... The "hard core" rhythm of control in small counties is much faster than many provincial capitals.

Our small county is usually not the most outstanding in more than ten counties in the city. This time, because of my family's "top position", it was listed as a "key prevention and control county" and even entered the first-level response state. , 5 days earlier than the city.

Speaking of it, my heart always feels uneasy-every time the county's prevention and control measures are upgraded, it feels related to my home. I never thought that I would be connected to the fate of a county in this way.

I do n’t have any obvious symptoms, so I do n’t have to be scared when I go to the hospital. After my mother had a fever on the first day, the indicators have been very stable. She worked in the CDC before retiring. She had treatment experience and had a much better mentality.

In the ward, in addition to taking medicine and checking, she sang, did exercises, and vibrated. Sometimes I also have a video with my girlfriends, having a good time, as if I were at home.

Many people are encouraging us. A doctor, let me keep my heart calm, and said that my body recovers quickly, and another video with eight paragraphs made me watch and learn.

Experts from the province said that when they were infected with SARS, they were infected by the "Poison King" they had come in contact with, and later they survived, let me cheer up. I don't know if it's true or not.

Classmates who haven't been contacted for more than 10 years, find someone to go to my WeChat, and specifically say a few cheering words. Another fellow opened a supermarket, and the whole family was stranded in the field because of the epidemic, saying they needed whatever they needed.

Of course, there are also some rumors about my family, which have been edited to make sense and make people laugh.

At first, my dad was isolated in the hospital. There have been rumors that "someone who drinks with Li Yezi's father has a fever." But my dad doesn't drink at all. Where can he be the "drinker"?

Another uncle said it was funny. My mother met him before the diagnosis, two or three meters apart, just a few words in a hurry. The more he thought about it, the more he was afraid, and he might be worried about infecting his family, so he isolated himself in his basement.

It was cold and dim in the basement, and there was no toilet.

Later I did not know where he heard that my dad was in good isolation at the hospital. So he called the CDC and lied that he had a fever, hoping to isolate him.

Unexpectedly, in order to prevent cross-infection, the hospital arranged him in another ward, and he was not with my dad. Unfortunately, the environment of his place was relatively ordinary, so he was isolated and lived alone for a year.

I heard that my neighbors were also quarantined, and my mom felt that it was bothersome and unhappy, so she sent them a WeChat to apologize. As a result, she not only received no complaints, but also heard a lot of relief.

At first, my husband and my brother were separated at home. The two big men had trouble doing laundry and cooking. They also looked at their 3-year-old son. Every time they called, they felt that they were about to collapse. It was also very worrying.

After Wuhan's "closing the city", the in-laws just ended their trip abroad, but they could not return home, and there was nowhere else to go. The husband was so anxious that he lost 20 pounds in those two weeks.

There is an episode in the middle. The county thinks that home isolation is still not safe, so he looked for a hotel in the suburb of the county and planned to isolate close contacts in the county.

My husband was more worried that the child would not be able to eat or adapt after being locked up in the hotel.

At this time, the mobilization work of the prevention and control headquarters was very "acquaintance society"-first came from the village cadre and the leader of my mother's pre-retirement unit, and then a deputy county head with a distant relative to my family came to comfort and persuade Guarantee of various living guarantees in the isolation point.

My husband's concerns were eliminated one by one, and he agreed.

Later, our county had a third imported case, and prevention and control measures were further upgraded.

Time passed day by day, my mother and I were looking forward to being discharged sooner. The shadow on my father's chest radiograph was confirmed to be a lung nodule, which had been there before, and had nothing to do with this pneumonia. Everything is moving in a good direction.

On February 8, I and the third patient were discharged at the same time. On the 12th, her mother was discharged. On the 13th, three medical staff of the county hospital went to Hubei to reinforce.

Sometimes I wonder, what would the county's prevention and control look like if I didn't get sick? What happens to this small county if I am an asymptomatic carrier? Are unknown.

The only thing that was sure and thankful was that my husband and I brought the children back. At the beginning, if I stayed in Wuhan, all kinds of medical resources were in short supply. I don't know if I could get timely isolation and treatment.

This humble county, a common community township, belongs to the native society of its parents. On weekdays, what happened to everyone, everyone in the township and village, is willing to show a face to help.

These days, I really feel this deep nostalgia.

My mother and I were still in the quarantine period after being discharged from the hospital, which ended in a few days. As for whether they will be discriminated against after going back, parents never worry about it.

My dad also joked that he became a "Internet celebrity". However, I also feel that I have caused a lot of trouble for the villagers, and how to make up for them after the epidemic.

And I think of some places, blindly reject Wuhan people; think of some confirmed families, elderly people and children left unattended due to isolation.

In contrast, I am more fortunate that we returned to our hometown.

(At the request of the interviewee, Li Yeye changed his name)