One call can change everything. One call. One person. One decision to wear a mask. One decision to take a flight. In moments like this I realize that all our decisions are worth to take responsibility for.
– Hello? Julia Antufjew?
– Flight MU554 on 11th of March 2020?
– This is Shanghai CDC, Coronavirus prevention center. You had a Corona case on board.
– Do you have any symptoms? Fever? Caugh? Shortness of breath?
– No. I don’t. What happened?
– One passenger from your flight has been tested positively for Coronavirus.
– What seat? – my thoughts are perfectly clear. The very possibility of this conversation crossed my mind yesterday before I went to sleep. Still, it all sounds a bit surreal.
– Front of the plane. Where were you seated?
– Back of the plane.
– This is a sufficient distance but no guarantee. You need to be quarantined for 14 days.
– Ok. Can I be quarantined in my hotel?
– The quarantine committee of your district will contact you and inform you whether you can stay in your hotel or need to go to a designated quarantine facility. Have a good night.
– You too … Thank you for calling me …
Surreal … The thoughts are running through my head like little children after much sugar. I take a deep breath. No, don’t feel anything. I take out the thermometer (yes I do have one in my purse) and measure my body temperature.
36.2 C. Is good.
I have to call my father … He needs to cancel his upcoming business trip … It only takes one passenger … Mom should not know about it .. She will worry … I sense fear. Not overwhelming, light, somewhat hiding, but it is there. I take the phone and call my husband.
Did I catch the virus?