How Covid-19 took my father, my teacher away bit.ly/3fDVuEi 
As the second wave hit close to home, Indian Express journalist recounts his days and nights in a #COVID19 ward as he watched his father slip away. His account narrates the pain of millions in India.
"It was May 1, my wife Chitra’s birthday. But my mind was in my hometown of Tarapur in Bihar’s Munger where my parents live. The previous night, I had video-called my father Sanjay Prasad Singh, a retired English teacher, and chided him for hiding his fever from me..."
"Like a parent who doesn’t want to burden his child,he downplayed everything, dismissing possibility of #COVID19. But I told his neighbour to get an #oximeter. Within two hours, reading slipped to 83. I was on the road, like countless others across the country, to get him a bed."
Here are some simple steps to follow when you use a pulse #oximeter indianexpress.com/article/lifest…
By the time I reached Mayaganj, my father had been given a bed. Masked and face-shielded, I entered his COVID ward. #COVID19 protocols lay in tatters across the floor: bit.ly/3fDVuEi
"Around 9.30 am, the monitor readings became highly erratic — the pulse climbed to 223, then dipped to 23. The doctors checked his pulse. The #oximeter reading was zero. The oxygen tubes were removed. My father was gone."
"The affable 'Sanjay Sir' of Tarapur had left. But this was not the way he, and many more like him, should have died — treated like untouchables in their final hours," writes @santoshchitra indianexpress.com/article/expres…
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