COVID-19

A Cautionary Tale

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I contracted COVID in October.

By all reckoning, I had a mild case: headache, slight shortness of breath, fatigue, brain fog, and some muscle pain.

I am what they call a long hauler with what they are now calling Long COVID. There is no real treatment for it. The doctors just don’t know what to do.. I still have COVID symptoms and some of them are getting worse.

I just started month 9.

I’ve lost the headache, but the shortness of breath is increasing, the fatigue is debilitating, and I get through the day only by the grace of Tylenol, Advil, and a boatload of supplements.

This sucks. I want my life back.

Get the vaccine and wear a mask. Do it for you.

COVID 19: Day 418

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Long COVID is kicking my butt. Two days at the office, and not even full days, kicked my butt. Depleted. Or as they say “out of spoons.”

I waw diagnosed with COVID in October. By January, when I was still exhausted and out of breath easily, I was diagnosed with Long COVID. I suppose by now it’s Long Long COVID. I am quite literally tired of it all. I want my life back.

So. I’m home today — working yes — but without the physical stress of dressing and getting to the office.

COVID-19: Day 211: This is not so bad…so far

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COVID Update: I started feeling bad on Monday. Was tested Tuesday and got a positive result on Thursday. Today is Saturday. I am somewhat better and thus far this has not even been as bad as a cold. Very odd. If I were prone to conspiracy theories, I might buy into it, but I’ve read too many stories of people really suffering. I am thankful to not be one of those people. And I appreciate your thoughts, spells, candles, prayers, juju and magic. It’s working!

COVID-19: Day 210 – Pulse Oximeters aka Pulse/Ox

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My boyfriend made arrangements for two pulse oximeters to be delivered to the house. For those of you without my experience, a pulse/ox is a device that measures pulse rate and blood oxygen saturation levels. It’s that thing they put on your finger at the doctor’s office.

It’s the most thoughtful gift I’ve ever received: one for me and one for my mother.

We did have a bit of excitement today. It seems that one of the pulse oxes (oxen?) doesn’t work so well. Mom’s reading came in at a 90% oxygen level and I got kind of excited. I called her doc’s office and once again he didn’t call back. I’m learning to loathe him. Finally, I called 911 and they sent EMS out to take her vitals. She’s fine — other than being sick with what is probably COVID_19.

Other than that I’ve had two naps and 12 meals. Stress makes me eat. This too shall pass.

(Connie hits “buy now” on the 40-pack of ToastChee peanut butter crackers at the Amazon.)