Ten Years

A Decade.

This is 10 years since SARS hit HK.  I happened to be there as I was about to embark on a new beginning, a new exciting job, enjoying a never before long carefree vacay back home, exactly as doom unfolded in front of my eyes, the city of the most intense ‘light pollution’ withered before my eyes in days, hours, minutes of disbelief of round the clock news of new patients stricken, new death toll, until it hit right at my family, my friends.  The City is Dying unfolded literally in days, what started out as mainland trying to shush an outbreak and sputum droplets from a single coughing patient #1 at a midgrade hotel, put the whole city into a standstill of utter devastation, where all 6 millions of us was faced with each of our own mortality.  I’ve firsthand anecdotes of unheard of heroic courage from my personal friends, more like half my highschool class, staying at the wards for weeks quarantined from friends and family, parents could only wave at them through the glass door of the ER entrance day in and day out while they were working 24/7 providing care for the victims. I spent time with my uncle on this day, March 27th, 10 years ago, I enjoyed some tea with him, and 2 days later, he was forever gone.  I myself had symptoms a week later and was quarantined, and there must be a secret file in WHO of me as I’ve traveled 3 continents that week in between, those pages of my medical charts highlighted, starred as carrier of ***SARS ***.  I left HK for an otherwise vacay of hanami in Japan on April 2nd, the day after Leslie’s suicide, depressing the whole city at wits end.  It’s hard to imagine a 20sth this close to cancelling a romantic hanami first trip with her boyfriend, but you are reading from what’s spilling out of that kind of girl. It was breathtakingly gorgeous without any hassle and effort of planning, not that I still have the mood to, but I vividly remember I felt physically, this must be what it would be like, with bloodied tears falling from the sky……as the soft petals hit me everywhere I go.  I still kept some petals from that day.  I still have all sorts of cherry blossoms everything I hauled home but never had the urge to even open, bath salts, teas, sweets, 桜の塩漬け…… I kept it all in a box of time capsule I still dare not touch.

The ennui is still hitting me, especially hard this year when all my family is visiting, yet we are missing some now residing in Heaven.

You are always in my heart.  I will always miss you.  I’m thankful through experiencing utter loss, facing life and death full on that i can’t help but give thanks and feel extremely blessed.

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8 thoughts on “Ten Years

  1. Aww sad but especially beautifully and bitter considering how much HK and you’ve had to go thru during that period. I can imagine it must have been all but physically and mentally torturing.

    I still remember that day 04/01, how apt to have that banner up before this very post. He is definitely missed a lot.

    1. Also remember being gripped by an almost black depression when news broke about Leslie. But had forgotten the fatal SARS virus had also struck around the same time.
      God bless HK. I’ve always wanted to visit. ❤

  2. I was in HK just before SARS took over the city, still remember vividly the taxi driver getting a call from his wife urging him to wear a mask. He complained it would look bizarre to passengers. I was in Mandarin the day before Leslie took his life there. 2003 was a year that no Kongers will forget. Sorry to hear your family and you were part of the SARS victims. If anything, SARS did change HK in many ways in the positive sense.

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