My mom is a healthcare worker.
This was the exact line I used to start my tweet the other day as I detailed what went through my video call with my mom. I’ve been keeping myself silent lately, just praying she would come out stronger after she fulfills her duty. But this time, I decided to share this story to give people an idea of what it’s like nowadays when your mom is working in the healthcare industry.
My mom had to endure a 14-day shifting schedule in the hospital. Eight days in, she’s already experiencing a bad sore throat and has an almost unrecognizable voice. She also complains of headaches and back pains. Granted, she is a middle-aged woman, and back pain has always been part of her daily life as a working mother. But her sore throat alarmed us. Sadly, she could not be checked because her symptoms aren’t enough to qualify for testing.
In the latest statistics, about half of COVID-19 deaths in the country are casualties at the frontlines of this battle against the disease—doctors never backing down even from the uncertainty brought by the adversary. At the beginning of the Enhanced Community Quarantine, there was clamor, but never for once, we heard these heroes complain about the chaos. They’d instead perform their duty under the oath they’ve sworn upon in their profession.
But that was only a prelude of what will follow. Slowly, we started losing doctors. Within the two weeks of this quarantine period, it seems like each day we hear about the passing of a doctor or someone in the healthcare industry. A lot of us were heartbroken—and will continue to be if we fail to unravel this problem.
As we applaud the sacrifices and dedication of these healthcare workers during this difficult time, I am reminded of this legend about a beautiful swan who sang until her last breath. In the words of English Composer Orlando Gibbons, the legend goes:
“The silver Swan, who living had no Note,
when Death approached, unlocked her silent throat.
Leaning her breast against the reedy shore,
thus sang her first and last, and sang no more:
Farewell, all joys! O Death, come close mine eyes!
More Geese than Swans now live, more Fools than Wise.”
These front-liners whom we tend to take for granted, have now grown on us with our need for survival against COVID-19. They’ve approached the threat of the virus head-on and given their all to save us from the misery. Some of them even worked until their last breath to fulfill their duty.
Now, let us take this moment to listen, empathize, act, and pray for them. Empower these people who are building shields of protection with their blood, sweat, and tears, never allowing the deadly virus to take what’s left of our precious liberty.
This is to our healthcare professionals – our doctors, nurses, medical staff, dieticians, social workers. And this is an eye-opener for you – who loves the country and its people dearly.
Because sooner or later, another swan song would resonate the grounds of these chaotic sanatoriums and the empty streets of locked down cities, but we may be too preoccupied even to notice the beauty of the final act these unsung heroes have offered for our country.
Their glory days may be over, but they’ve forgone those precious moments so that ours could go on. They left us with the hope that the sun will shine upon us. When that time comes, may we never forget the splendor of their acts of service before they succumbed to their end.
May we be wiser and not follow blindly.
And may we not fall in deaf ears as we listen to their pleas.
Let us all offer our gratitude and prayers to our front-liners. Thank you for showing us what love for the country means in this time of Coronavirus.
As for my mom and the rest of the healthcare professionals who are still in the frontlines battling this disease, I could only pray they get tested before they are sent home to their loved ones. Mass testing should be something our country strives for. After all, these people have offered their service with compassion and honor despite being in a high-risk industry.
As for us youngbloods, our parents are not getting any younger. And it is our duty as their sons and daughters to fight with them on this journey. This may not be the life any of us have expected to happen this year. But certainly, there are people on the frontlines of this battle who have made greater sacrifices than us for the common good. So, we must cooperate, do everything in our power to prevent the spread of the virus while being productive as we stay home. There may be more disappointments that are about to come, this pandemic might last longer, but this is not something we should endure forever.
In the end, we will all look back to this day and see it as something we have accomplished – only if we do this right. Take care of yourselves, follow the preventive measures set by the authorities, and together, we’ll find a way back to the life we used to have. For now, a little sacrifice goes a long way.
While writing this piece, my phone buzzed. I got a text from my mom.
Goodnight, my child, she said. And as I read her text with eyes almost welling with tears, I wonder how many front-liners would be able to bid their families goodnight before they sleep tonight.
