renewal run part -3

The office was filled with people as expected. It was just like old days when we presented to da imigresen; someone will checked you papers before a number is handed out to make sure no time is wasted when you hit the counter.

I stroke the first coral during the document checking session. I did not remove the cover of yun passport when I photocopied in the house. There was this small edge printing of the cover at the edge; what the four letter word with F; I grumbled. There were total 4 documents in that condition and Yun had to do the run at the convenient store round the corner.

Form downloaded from the net was not appropriate and cannot be used !!!!!!!!!!! A chop to write the address need to be chopped at the end of the form…

So double jeopardizes; refilling the form and photocopied some of the document.

After 40min of struggle, we were finally called and luckily our photo will the mild grin were accepted….I opted for the express with a charge of NT250 each. The staff was nice enough to combine the mailing parcel and lifted the fee by half.

We walked out from the office by 11:00am and rushed back to the station to catch the 11:46am train. Xian had to rush for the class at 3pm.

We bought bento from the outlet and enjoyed a good meal. The sushi bento from the sushi shop is great and the fried pork chop bento from the railway bento shop was a must try.

I had fallen asleep soon after I finished my meal. It was truly a relief for me after worrying for the past 2 weeks. Anything could go wrong and wasted all the effort and money. It remind me 5 years ago when I presented to UTC Kuching where we just hand on our document and got the passport in 2 hours. Nothing to worry about.

Yun had gotten off at T city and we arrived at K city station on time. Xian had made it to the class and I headed home for another good nap.

It was just a temporary relief for me as I had to worry about the trip up to pick up the passport. It would be another challenge to coordinate such travel.

worst fear ever....

 

March and April were the changing point, government had started to lose grip of the Covid19 control. Quarantine period was shortened and finally the sharp curve arrived. Case broke the 1k mark and later 10k marks. Daily mortality had increase to over 100. The control center had finally announced that we should co-exist with the Covid19. People raced to buy rapid test kit as if the kit could save them from the disease. It was chaotic as load of patient had rushed into ED showing their positive rtk and queuing for PCR test. The heat was rising in our department as our designated zone was a mix of clean and dirty area. We had to don PPE to see patient in the open and later removed it to the clean zone for charting. The putting on and taking off process was the most dangerous part where you would accidentally contact with the virus during the removal process.

The fear of contracting disease had haunted most of us. There were some staffs who are very keen of being infected as they claimed that getting infected will means immunity. But most of us didn’t think so as re-infection was possible according to report. I had to sprayed and rubbed my exposure surface with alcohol before I left ED.

We had colleagues infected since the start of the biggest wave ever; one after another, our staff being isolated and it had become worst as time passed. Rosters were being revised and revised.

We believed that most of us will be infected sooner or later as the vaccine apparently is not working for the O variant. However we strived to become the last batch to be infected as no one could predict if we would be asymptomatic or not...

At the end of May, I was hit by what I fear most….