COVID diaries — Day 15 -We can’t control the uncontrollable

March 2018 — It was seven months of planning and expectation. After that Friday, my pregnant wife was about to leave her job to be prepared for the next two months. Her co-workers had prepared a party, they ate a cake, was pure fun en enjoyment.

Thirty minutes later, my wife had started to finish her last edit, then her water broke. Suddenly my phone rang’s. My son was coming.

I froze, I wasn’t sure what I have to do. I got my camera, wallet, and phone and went straight to get the car. The place where we planned for the delivery only accepts nine months of pregnant women.

So we followed my wife’s doctor and went to the suggested hospital. We got no luck, they are full. After the third-place, we finally found a public hospital where she would be accepted.
Although, they accept us under a warning: Due to her early broken water, there was a huge risk of she where being transferred to another hospital because the unit was equipped only with ICU for babies, not for adults.

After eight hours, my son finally had arrived. It’s was a natural birth. Luckily he was heathy but too young, so he would remain for a few days in ICU. The few days, ending up being a 15-day stay at ICU. After that, we finally left safely the hospital.

During these days our life had turned upside down. We had to throw away all our plans and start the next phase: Rising a son.

Over the last centuries, human beings had developed technologies to control the environment, how we eat, live and fight against diseases. We think we can control everything.

As of March 2018, this month was a true demonstration that we can’t control the laws of our universe. Perhaps it’s time to plan less and try to live day-by-day.