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Sorted by: Theme: Community Connection & Isolation

Written Story by Egide Dukuzumuremyi

The pandemic has been a difficult, dramatic time for so many of us, for so many different  reasons. We have lost loved ones, had our families torn apart, struggled financially and  emotionally. Some of us have been stressed by overwork, others by sudden unemployment. We  have had to shield from the outside world or been reluctantly obliged to mix with it. 

I am sharing my journey of life during Covid-19, experience and the changes. 

When Covid-19 hit, in 2019 I was a Student at Portland State University, and I was a full time  Nike employee working as a manufacturing technician. I was working Monday to Thursday and  then go to school two days a week as a part time student. Even though the life was busy, but it  was good. In my free time, I liked to spend time playing sports like Basketball with friends,  working out at gym, reading and hanging out with family and friends. Suddenly, Covid-19 hit,  and everything quickly changed. After start having new cases, Nike company where I was  working by the time shutdown most of its facilities where we temporally stopped going to work.  The state also announced social distancing and asked people to stay in their houses unless they  have important trips. During the staying home, I was watching news every day, keeping track of  rising of the Covid-19 new case numbers and checking on my people around the world. In other  side, I was thanking my lucky stars that I was neither a part of the statistics nor anyone I know  until one day I heard news about two people from my community who were contracted by  Covid-19. Later during staying home, I started feeling some changes in my life but particularly  emotionally and mentally. It started to feel very isolating life. having no exposure to anyone else  outside of your immediate family started creating something like social disconnection that took a  ton in me due to loving to be around people. I will carry stress always thinking about how I am  living not a normal life anymore. Living with chronic stress can have lasting consequences on  physical and mental health. But nearly two years into this global crisis, those who study the  impacts of stress are seeing evidence of something else suggested by prior research. How people  perceive stress plays a major role in its impact. There, I saw how stress related to COVID-19 was  particularly impactful, because it disproportionately impacted higher-risk, vulnerable  populations, including those with chronic medical conditions or those with disabilities. As far as  employment, I didn’t stay to the same Job due to layoffs and some changes in the Company due  to the pandemic. Later, I started driving for uber and Lyft and this is because I wanted to have a  Job that can help me talk to people and be around them again. But in other side, it was an  exposure for getting contracted with Covid-19 unless you completely follow CDC safety  guidelines as it was announced. The first time getting Covid-19, I was hit very bad that I thought  it’s not Covid but Malaria because I had it before. I was glad I fought it for a week in Quarantine  and resting my body with immune support medicine. Today, I am grateful that we finally got  vaccines and it is no longer considered as a public health emergency. I am happy that we are  back to other normal of life. Nevertheless, this pandemic left us with a lesson of staying alert and  have good pandemic preparedness in case of what comes in the future. Thank you!

Written Story by Anonymous

In the beginning of COVID, there were two things I feared: the disease itself and the fear of  getting COVID. As a disabled person with multiple medical issues, I listened to the news reports  of the lack of staff, the lack of personal protective equipment, the lack of facilities, and the need  to categorize or prioritize people who became infected by able bodied or disabled. The able  bodied were identified as contributing members of society, less expensive to treat, and more  likely to survive and recover from the disease. I felt fear and anger that should I seek treatment  for COVID as a disabled person, I would be refused admission to the hospital or admitted to the  hospital and then left in a corner to die. 

This fear created an extremely high level of anxiety as I found myself isolating myself from  family members and friends in order to not be infected. Those family members included people  older than me with disabilities as well and serious chronic health conditions. Knowing that if  they tested positive for COVID meant that they would be given a death sentence. How could  their age and their disabilities be considered an inconvenience for the health care system? How  could my disabilities be considered the benchmark for whether or not I would receive care. I  have never felt so unwanted by society as I did during these early days of COVID. When I spoke  out about the ranking of able-bodied people over disabled people to receive treatment, I was  shocked to hear able-bodied people tell me that I was a selfish individual. That if I had done  more to be healthy before COVID, health care providers would not have had to make this  decision. They acted as if my disabilities were my fault and as if my disabilities would simply go  away if I wanted them too. 

I felt like I had to hide myself away to protect myself not only from the disease but from society  itself. I missed my grandson being born and had to view him through the front window of his  living room. A piece of glass between us to protect him and myself. Months later after I was  vaccinated, I was finally able to hold him. I cry writing this now as just picking him up in my arms  felt like the world might be becoming right again. When I was vaccinated, it felt like every part  of my body where I experienced lifelong conditions and chronic health issues was attacked. I  could barely walk and it felt like every nerve was on fire. I had little strength or ability to  complete the smallest tasks. This lasted for weeks. When I brought up my symptoms, I was  ignored initially. I suffered endlessly with no relief in sight. Eventually, those symptoms would  diminish but I still experience pain in my legs and a feeling of constant exhaustion. I can only  hope that our society has learned from COVID to make sure that everyone in the community is  protected and cared for no matter what the crisis, disaster or emergency. No one should feel  isolated and fear seeking medical help as a disabled person.

Audio Story by Domatha

English Translation

We had a problem with COVID the whole year. We had sick people and the company was closed for three months. Our kids became sick and we could not go to the hospital because the hospitals were not accepting people. There were a lot of problems, too many problems, like hunger, no food for the kids and no money. It was hard because we lost people in our family and we were not allowed to go for their funeral because of COVID. That is some of the problems that we had in our family. We just don’t know what to do should this ever happen again because it’s such a problem. COVID is a problem to everyone ,kids ,parents ,and lots of other people. COVID became a problem because of language problems. When they call us to ask questions we don’t know what to say or answer. COVID came with a lot of problems, but work is important to us and we could not go when kids were sick. They have to stay in their rooms. Even going to see friends and visiting others is hard because there was no public transportation. We cannot talk about it so much [about COVID] and cover everything because there were too many problems associated with COVID like not being able to go shopping, to go to work, and school and companies still being closed. We could not go to the burials of family members and community members who died. There is no way to be helped, but we know that we can get help with work from the government, but what I would say is that COVID is really bad because when your family member dies you may not be able to see them. COVID really made us feel down. 

Swahili Transcription

Tulikuwa na tatizo la COVID mwaka mzima. Tulikuwa na wagonjwa na kampuni ilifungwa kwa miezi mitatu. Watoto waliugua na hatukuweza kwenda hospitalini kwa sababu hospitali hazikuwa zikipokea watu. Kulikuwa na shida nyingi, shida nyingi, kama njaa, hakuna chakula cha watoto na pesa. Ilikuwa ngumu kwa sababu tulipoteza watu katika familia yetu na hatukuruhusiwa kwenda kwa mazishi yao kwa sababu ya COVID. Hayo ni baadhi ya matatizo ambayo tulikuwa nayo katika familia yetu. Hatujui tufanye nini ikiwa hii itatokea tena kwa sababu ni shida sana. COVID ni tatizo kwa kila mtu, watoto, wazazi, na watu wengine wengi. COVID imekuwa tatizo kwa sababu ya matatizo ya lugha. Wanapotupigia simu kuuliza maswali hatujui la kusema wala kujibu. COVID ilikuja na matatizo mengi, lakini kazi ni muhimu kwetu na hatukuweza kwenda wakati watoto walikuwa wagonjwa. Wanapaswa kukaa katika vyumba vyao. Hata kwenda kuwaona marafiki na kuwatembelea wengine ni ngumu kwa sababu hapakuwa na usafiri wa umma. Hatuwezi kuizungumzia sana na kumaliza kila kitu kwa sababu kulikuwa na matatizo mengi sana yanayohusiana na COVID kama vile hakuna ununuzi, hakuna kwenda kazini au kampuni za shule bado zimefungwa. Wanafamilia pamoja na wanajamii waliofariki hawakuweza kwenda kuzikwa. Hakuna njia ya kusaidiwa, lakini tunajua kwamba tunaweza kupata usaidizi wa kazi kutoka kwa serikali, lakini ninachoweza kusema ni kwamba COVID ni mbaya sana kwa sababu mwanafamilia wako anapokufa huenda usiweze kuwaona. COVID kweli ilitufanya tujihisi chini.Hayo ni baadhi ya matatizo ambayo tulikuwa nayo katika familia yetu. Hatujui tufanye nini ikiwa hii itatokea tena kwa sababu ni shida sana. COVID ni tatizo kwa kila mtu, watoto, wazazi, na watu wengine wengi. COVID imekuwa tatizo kwa

sababu ya matatizo ya lugha. Wanapotupigia simu kuuliza maswali hatujui la kusema wala kujibu. COVID ilikuja na matatizo mengi, lakini kazi ni muhimu kwetu na hatukuweza kwenda wakati watoto walikuwa wagonjwa. Wanapaswa kukaa katika vyumba vyao. Hata kwenda kuwaona marafiki na kuwatembelea wengine ni ngumu kwa sababu hapakuwa na usafiri wa umma. Hatuwezi kuizungumzia sana na kumaliza kila kitu kwa sababu kulikuwa na matatizo mengi sana yanayohusiana na COVID kama vile hakuna ununuzi, hakuna kwenda kazini au kampuni za shule bado zimefungwa. Wanafamilia pamoja na wanajamii waliofariki hawakuweza kwenda kuzikwa. Hakuna njia ya kusaidiwa, lakini tunajua kwamba tunaweza kupata usaidizi wa kazi kutoka kwa serikali, lakini ninachoweza kusema ni kwamba COVID ni mbaya sana kwa sababu mwanafamilia wako anapokufa huenda usiweze kuwaona. COVID kweli ilitufanya tujihisi chini.

Written Story by Delray Billy

Hi , I am a 33 year old single mother to 2 boys ages three & twelve. I’m an enrolled tribe of the  Navajo Nation from Utah. My kids are half Navajo. I moved to Oregon 13 years ago. In my  language Yá’áh t’ééh means hello. Introducing yourself back home we usually say our name,  who our parents are, how old we are, our 4 clans, what town we live in in the Navajo language. 

This was my second time catching Covid. I’ve caught Covid a year into the pandemic right before  it first mutated but didn’t have any symptoms & had a partner at the time which made things  easier as far as cooking & support. I didn’t know I had Covid until I lost my smell when I was  using my favorite body wash on the fourth day. I was very tired and had a headache the first  three days, had no appetite, runny nose & slept all day/night. At first I thought I was sick I was  taking all kinds of over the counter medicine & nothing was working. Wondering why I was so  tired and had body aches I thought I was just sore from the gym maybe it was both. 

I don’t have any family in Oregon so my older son made sure his little brother ate while I slept.  He would wake me up to change his diaper. I was unable to stay awake in those three days it  was like I took NyQuil or some sort of sleeping aid. My kids didn’t have any symptoms until  three to four days later. I got my energy back on the 4th day. When my kids caught it my oldest  had the same symptoms as I had so we all took an at home Covid test. My youngest had a runny  nose but didn’t seemed like it bothered him much. I’m happy we are all okay and got better  compared to hearing other peoples stories it could’ve been worse. When I went back to the  gym after I got better I was stronger after taking 2 weeks off. 

I normally workout 1hr 45mins 6 times a week so I didn’t give my body much rest days. I’m very  appreciative for the people who were able to pay my utility bill during my quarantine.  Appreciate my family members & friends that called to check in on us to see how we’re doing.  We are all not vaccinated also if that information helps in any way. We’re also pretty active and  a healthy family. We go to the park, take walks, bike riding. I am a nursing mom if other moms  find it helpful. The pros about catching Covid I’d say we got to send more time & appreciate life  & relax. Con isn’t a bad con but I really missed the gym. I do weightlifting to gain so it’s the best  part of my day everyday that helps me get through my day. It’s something I get to do for myself  on the little free time that I get for myself. 

Ahéhee (Thank you) for taking the time to read my story.

Artwork Story by Dani Garrett

Illustration of a white presenting person with long dark brown hair wearing a black t-shirt sitting and holding her face, overwhelmed by various 2020 newspaper headlines about COVID-19, protests, and political turmoil. The headlines include topics like George Floyd, “Stay at Home” orders, and an uncertain future in 2020.

Written Story by Daniela Ortiz Mendez

We met at Amelia’s

Saludos, mi nombre es Daniela Ortiz Mendez, 

and I want to share a poem, a story, a memory with you. 

This all took place in my head, in her head, in our countries, and across a border. It was May 2021. 

We met at Amelia’s 

And we sat down for tacos and coffee 

It pained me to see her so sad, but I knew it was nothing compared to her loss. She told me she hadn’t taken a break 

“The business isn’t going to run itself” 

I hate how legalities can stifle grief 

She gave me a golden box, her most prized possession 

It was heavy, 

the weight of responsibility, 

of sadness, 

of wanting to desperately do more 

I’m so sorry I couldn’t. 

This gold urn with ashes of loved ones was the cost of our healthcare system 

I traversed airport lines and land borders, carrying this urn on my back; I arrived in Tijuana, next to the kiosko with bright crepe paper hanging from the wrought iron This plaza that had once been my childhood stomping grounds 

Now I stood there, 

So much anger and guilt, my insides felt wrought too 

This American Dream turned to systemic letdown, 

I’m sorry this country didn’t do more. 

The feeling of having to hand over the loved one of a loved one, 

Because they can’t leave 

Because lack of business benefits 

Because legal status 

BECAUSE OUR COUNTRY DOESN’T CARE ENOUGH 

He flew from a different state to retrieve his father 

And as I handed him to his son, 

Transference of weight, 

We shared a moment that I hope in the future will not exist,

Where loved ones can cross country lines to be with each other in life, “en vida”, without borders and visas holding them back instead of carrying their ashes on our backs, Where our healthcare system gives quality treatment to all of their patients, even those of us who can’t advocate in English, 

Where we don’t have to be crying at a fucking Amelia’s because we lost someone. 

More pandemics will come 

And I hope we can learn, change 

Because saline sadness don’t belong on café y tacos 

And we are tired of tallying up lives, 

of bringing home people who should have had more years, 

More breathing, 

laughing, 

crying, 

and loving in the arms of their amor

Written Story by Cori-Anne Woodard

A Grocery Store Worker in Covid Times

I am the person at the grocery store who moves the carts around, the person who cleans the bathrooms, the person who helps you shop, the person who drops the shopping baskets in a pile, right by the door, for you, the customer, to pick up and do your shopping. 

I wear the typical blue jeans uniform, work casual, with the bright colored vest so that you can see me. 

But. You don’t.

For the most part, during the Covid-19 pandemic, I was just doing my job, going in to work, every day to the grocery store, as I witnessed the pandemic, and its effects, observing silently, in this town square environment, as you the customer, hoarded toilet paper, chicken, eggs, yeast, anything to make you feel like this was not the end of the world. 

During these dark times, especially at first, when we didn’t know much about this new virus, a sure and silent killer, how it spread, who would get it and why. It was like being in a long, dark tunnel, an endless night, where no one goes to sleep and where no one wakes up, either. 

Every single day, just like the last, no page turns, just the same words, the same sentence, over and over: Is this life, or death? Is this my last day? Is this the day I die alone, in a hospital, nurses hovering over me, like mourning doves, and my friends and family just moving images in a frame on a  tiny cell phone?

One day at work, my manager asked me to stay; he had already approved unlimited overtime. The store had already met last year’s dollar intake, and the day was only half over. I moved into the place at the end of the register and began bagging groceries. Me, on robot mode, now, looking for the end of the line. There was no end. I was sleep-working, opening the bags, putting the suddenly invisible amounts of goods into the countless bags. My arms on autopilot, my eyes unable to comprehend the purchases, my senses acutely aware of the real fear in each customer’s eyes. It was the fear of a wild animal on the hunt. It was the fear of the unknown; the poignant, wretched fear of the loss of control. 

I hoped no one would act out and do anything rash. 

I hoped I wouldn’t get this new, terrible disease. I hoped I would see customers again. And my coworkers, I hoped they would stay well. 

Audio Story by Clotilide

English Translation

It was really difficult during this Corona time. We lost a lot of things like work, money and food. Many people I knew died of Corona, but in my family nobody died, so I thank God for that. I know some of my neighbors died of Coronavirus. There was also so much poverty because there was no work. We as women had a lot of problems because we stayed home for a long time, actually a whole year without work or money. We also kept hearing every now and then certain families have lost someone or certain communities have lost someone. This was really hard on us hearing these things and yet there is nothing we could do to help. So, we keep asking God to help us so that Corona never comes back again. We are also asking the government to continue helping us out ,that is our request. We were also really praying to God to help this Corona go away because we lived in so much fear. We knew that if you went out somewhere you would come back with Corona. We also knew that if kids went somewhere like school they would also come back with Corona. We were that afraid, but now we thank God he has really saved us because we are still alive. Many died ,we saw some of this in the news and it was really scary. There was so much poverty and life was uncertain without money and with kids, but we thank God for having taken care of us through vaccines that we got, which really helped out like the vaccines. Our prayer is to stay safe and healthy, so that this disease does not come back again ever and we ask the government for continuous help. 

Swahili Transcription

Ilikuwa ngumu sana wakati huu wa Corona. Tulipoteza vitu vingi kama kazi, pesa na chakula. Watu wengi niliowafahamu walikufa kwa Corona, lakini katika familia yangu hakuna aliyefariki, hivyo namshukuru Mungu kwa hilo. Najua baadhi ya majirani zangu walikufa kwa Coronavirus. Pia kulikuwa na umaskini mwingi kwa sababu hakukuwa na kazi. Sisi kama wanawake tulikuwa na shida nyingi kwa sababu tulikaa nyumbani kwa muda mrefu, kwa kweli mwaka mzima bila kazi au pesa. Pia tuliendelea kusikia kila kukicha familia fulani zimepoteza mtu au jamii fulani zimepoteza mtu. Hili lilikuwa gumu sana kwetu kusikia mambo haya na bado hakuna tunachoweza kufanya ili kusaidia. Kwa hiyo, tunaendelea kumuomba Mungu atusaidie ili Corona isirudi tena. Pia tunaiomba serikali iendelee kutusaidia, hilo ni ombi letu. Pia tulikuwa tunamuomba sana Mungu atuepushe na Corona maana tuliishi kwa hofu kubwa. Tulijua kwamba ukitoka mahali fulani utarudi na Corona. Pia tulijua kwamba watoto wakienda mahali fulani kama shule wangerudi na Corona. Tulikuwa na hofu hiyo, lakini sasa tunamshukuru Mungu kwa kweli ametuokoa kwa sababu bado tuko hai. Wengi walikufa, tuliona baadhi ya haya kwenye habari na ilikuwa ya kutisha sana. Kulikuwa na umaskini mwingi na maisha hayakuwa na uhakika bila pesa na watoto, lakini tunamshukuru Mungu kwa kututunza kupitia matibabu ambayo tulipata ambayo yalisaidia sana kama chanjo. Maombi yetu ni kuwa salama na afya njema, ili ugonjwa huu usijirudie tena na tunaiomba serikali kwa msaada endelevu.

Written Story by CJ Smith

Covid

Outside of my windows live trees 

They continue as 

Seasons march on with vibrancy of autumn 

Bare branches scratch at a wintry gray sky 

Then comes citrine buds and pop they open 

Inside leaves stretch and open wide 

I think of my bedroom as a child-wished treehouse 

Yet along comes a virus, virulent and dread 

It can’t stop the trees outside my window 

It can’t stop the seasons from changing 

Still its morbid threat stops me 

Stops me from walking freely out into the seasons 

The seasons go on and my trees go on 

But immune suppressed I do not 

My room provides me with safety 

Will keep me safe until people start to see 

Covid needs to stop 

Its grasping arms outstretched 

Needs to not limit me anymore

 

Written Story by Ammy Omekara

Covid Wahala

Covid19 has been on everyone’s mind since it began. It has halted activities, outings, work, and everyday life. My parents had just come back from Nigeria when it surged. The moment they landed, news headlines were filled with the death tolls, spreading power, those at risk, community changes, lack of supplies, etc. For two years I was invincible, because I never caught the virus. I went from being able to obtain anything I desired, having a surplus of provisions to choose from, to nearly nothing overnight. I worked for a small business staffing agency that was doing well at the peak of the pandemic – candidates were getting job offers, and phone lines were ringing off the hook from clients seeking assistance. At one point, we were moved to remote work until things drastically tanked. It was almost impossible to gain new accounts, everyone was holding on to the little they had to get them through the current state. In the blink of an eye, we were furloughed, not knowing when things would be back to normal – if there would be such a thing as that. Days turned to weeks, months and years, but I still couldn’t get back to work. I burned through my savings account before I could exhale. More money was leaving my account than coming in. I wasn’t able to pay my rent, car note, food and everyday necessities. If not for the help of some concerned family and friends that mentioned unemployment benefits, food stamps and Oregon Health Plan (OHP), I would not be here today. 

Mental health includes our emotional, psychological and social well-being. Oftentimes we neglect the most important organ in our bodies – our brain. If we do not fuel our bodies with the nutrients it needs to survive, it will always be on fight mode – struggling to stay functional. I’ve had the privilege to be blessed with a therapist that aids me in working through my traumas and navigating through life. Gaining the confidence, will or strength to go after everyday life has been nothing short of a struggle. There were nights I toiled with the inability to sleep, losing my appetite, finding it nearly impossible to get out of bed, and my anxiety reaching a level I was unable to control. For many months, nobody knew what was happening, but they noticed differences in my interactions, my physical appearance and overall mental health. There’s this unspoken rule that we all ought to reach a level that demonstrates having it together. But in reality, we’re just trying to get by to better understand ourselves and achieve our individual representations of success.  The road to wealth is subject to change. We may plan to go through one path, but life takes an entirely different direction. No one saw this pandemic coming, but we all went through it together. We discovered our likes and dislikes, acquired new skills, sharpened old ones, gained and lost loved ones, but identified who we are as one. We are better together, than nothing alone.