Day 3 - Sent to CCF
Today is Sunday 12 Sep 2021.
This marks Day 3 since my covid positive diagnosis.
Still having slight fever and sore throat.
At around 12.45pm I received a call from MOH telling me that the pickup will arrive within 3-4 hours to send me (from home) to the isolation/containment facility.
Phew! It was a great relief to receive that call.
I was told to pack clothes for 7 days, so I did.
The pickup van finally arrived around 6pm and took me to the isolation facility at Pasir Ris, which was on the opposite side of Singapore. Long trip.
I was the only passenger in the van, and had to sit in a confined space with no windows and no aircon. There was a fan inside so it didn't feel too stuffy, but basically i was just breathing air in a confined space, with carbon dioxide slowly accumulating.
There was a stretcher in the van.
I thought I was lucky that my condition wasn't worse, otherwise I would be lying in the stretcher and having to "suffocate" in the same small space.
I was wearing a mask in the van.
Someone from MOH called me while I was in the van and explained that my next covid test would be on 23 September. I was shocked because 23 Sep sounded so far away - I thought they should do another confirmation test on me upon arrival at the facility, to ensure that the diagnosis last Friday was valid?
More on that later...
At around 7pm, I arrived at the destination. It was a CCF - Community Care Facility. I hoped to step out of the "suffocating" vehicle right away, but was told that we were "waiting for clearance". While waiting for clearance, I cannot step out of the van or even open the door/window of the van!.... lol.
There were also a few other vans beside us with covid positive patients waiting for clearance too.
The driver suggested that I pretend that I needed to go to the toilet as an excuse for them to open the door, and a family member suggested that I pretend to be breathless. But that didn't go down well with me. So I just waited.
Finally when I got out, it was around 8pm, about an hour later. So in total I spent 2 hours in the confined space in the van! lol...
When I arrived at the facility, I was given an envelope with my room number and a few sheets of paper explaining the rules of the place. A thermometer was also issued to me. So every day before 10am we were supposed to report our temperature, and oximeter readings.
So I asked a staff about whether we would get a covid test upon arrival at the facility. He said no. But we would get a blood test (the blood test may not be for covid though). He said I could request for a test but from his experience, they would probably not agree to it.
They did a blood pressure test on me, and explained that I would be going to a twin bed room. Hmmm I wondered if that meant I would have a room mate?
Then I asked for the key to my room. He said there is someone there already, so I don't need the key. I guess that answered my question of whether I was going to have a room mate.
So I took the lift up, and went to the room.
Pressed the door bell. Someone opened the door and seemed surprised to see me. lol.
Later he told me that he arrived in the room 15 minutes before I did. They didn't tell him that he was going to get a room mate. lol.
Dinner was served around late 9pm or early 10pm. This was my first meal at the facility.
I slept at around 11pm. This is waaay earlier than my normal sleeping hour. I was very tired from all the stress of packing, travelling and waiting.
I woke up in the middle of the night at around 4am. I think it was my room mate's loud snoring that woke me. Which was a suprise to me, because I consider myself a heavy sleeper. Lights and noise usually don't wake me. Guess I will have to get used to his snoring over the next 10 days. I tried to sleep again but I could not.
This marks Day 3 since my covid positive diagnosis.
Still having slight fever and sore throat.
At around 12.45pm I received a call from MOH telling me that the pickup will arrive within 3-4 hours to send me (from home) to the isolation/containment facility.
Phew! It was a great relief to receive that call.
I was told to pack clothes for 7 days, so I did.
The pickup van finally arrived around 6pm and took me to the isolation facility at Pasir Ris, which was on the opposite side of Singapore. Long trip.
I was the only passenger in the van, and had to sit in a confined space with no windows and no aircon. There was a fan inside so it didn't feel too stuffy, but basically i was just breathing air in a confined space, with carbon dioxide slowly accumulating.
There was a stretcher in the van.
I thought I was lucky that my condition wasn't worse, otherwise I would be lying in the stretcher and having to "suffocate" in the same small space.
I was wearing a mask in the van.
Someone from MOH called me while I was in the van and explained that my next covid test would be on 23 September. I was shocked because 23 Sep sounded so far away - I thought they should do another confirmation test on me upon arrival at the facility, to ensure that the diagnosis last Friday was valid?
More on that later...
At around 7pm, I arrived at the destination. It was a CCF - Community Care Facility. I hoped to step out of the "suffocating" vehicle right away, but was told that we were "waiting for clearance". While waiting for clearance, I cannot step out of the van or even open the door/window of the van!.... lol.
There were also a few other vans beside us with covid positive patients waiting for clearance too.
The driver suggested that I pretend that I needed to go to the toilet as an excuse for them to open the door, and a family member suggested that I pretend to be breathless. But that didn't go down well with me. So I just waited.
Finally when I got out, it was around 8pm, about an hour later. So in total I spent 2 hours in the confined space in the van! lol...
When I arrived at the facility, I was given an envelope with my room number and a few sheets of paper explaining the rules of the place. A thermometer was also issued to me. So every day before 10am we were supposed to report our temperature, and oximeter readings.
So I asked a staff about whether we would get a covid test upon arrival at the facility. He said no. But we would get a blood test (the blood test may not be for covid though). He said I could request for a test but from his experience, they would probably not agree to it.
They did a blood pressure test on me, and explained that I would be going to a twin bed room. Hmmm I wondered if that meant I would have a room mate?
Then I asked for the key to my room. He said there is someone there already, so I don't need the key. I guess that answered my question of whether I was going to have a room mate.
So I took the lift up, and went to the room.
Pressed the door bell. Someone opened the door and seemed surprised to see me. lol.
Later he told me that he arrived in the room 15 minutes before I did. They didn't tell him that he was going to get a room mate. lol.
Dinner was served around late 9pm or early 10pm. This was my first meal at the facility.
I slept at around 11pm. This is waaay earlier than my normal sleeping hour. I was very tired from all the stress of packing, travelling and waiting.
I woke up in the middle of the night at around 4am. I think it was my room mate's loud snoring that woke me. Which was a suprise to me, because I consider myself a heavy sleeper. Lights and noise usually don't wake me. Guess I will have to get used to his snoring over the next 10 days. I tried to sleep again but I could not.
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