• Lord Fernandez

Fever



The thermometer display read 38 degrees Celsius.


"I have a fever."


That was the thought that came to my mind. I stopped breathing for a moment.


I had routinely been taking my temperature since the news of the local transmission of COVID-19 came out. I checked my temperature when I woke up and I checked it again before going to bed. The readings always ranged between 36.5 to 36.8 degrees Celsius. Every time I waited for the beep from the thermometer signaling the end of its inspection, a knot built up in my abdomen.


When I saw today's reading, the knot stayed and magnified. Beads of sweat started to form on my fore head.


"I am sick," I thought to myself.


"What was the COVID-19 hotline?"


"Should I call them first or tell my parents?"


The internal debate must have lasted a minute but our minds play tricks on us and it felt like an eternity.


I decided to take my temperature again. I covered my eyes first, a trick that I have learned as a child but still relied on when I was watching a scary movie but I was too curious not to look. I peeped through my fingers and read the numbers on the thermometer.


"36.5"



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