My War With Covid-19
My War With Covid-19
January 15th of 2021 was the beginning of a very difficult experience with Covid-19.
It started with what I thought were some allergies, and I begin taking Zyrtec-D.
On Saturday the 16th, I developed a dry cough but didn’t think anything of it as I did not have a temperature.
I hiked and biked on that Saturday and went out with friends to eat.
By Monday morning, I went out to eat with a good friend at a breakfast place and had delicious blue corn pancakes with Bananas Foster.
By that afternoon, I was tired and then exhausted, and by that night, I had a fever and chills all night long.
At that point, I realized I either had Covid-19 or the flu. On Tuesday, it felt as if my brain were literally on fire. I had a helmet headache and was unable to do anything but lie still. I was taking Aleve, but it did not help much.
Most All Of the Symptoms Developed Tuesday Night
Extreme aches and pains, my bronchial tubes feeling like they were on fire, breaking out in a rash similar to shingles, but normal temperature and blood pressure.
On Wednesday, I was tested for covid-19, and it confirmed I was positive.
Each day for eight days, I got progressively worse as the virus was multiplying in my body, but my immune system had yet to produce enough antibodies to fight the infection.
On Thursday of that week, my spinal cord begins to burn, and I felt as if World War 3 was going on in my body.
One of my cousins, a doctor, suggested I have the antibody infusion as soon as possible. A doctor at the hospital helps me set up the paperwork; however, due to different slip-ups, it took me five days to get the infusion finally.
On the day of the infusion, I finally developed a fever that stayed around 102 for seven days.
For the first 14 days, I was more comfortable sitting up at night. During the whole experience, I talked to five doctors and saw seven nurses.
I was not admitted to the hospital because my vital signs were still normal, and my blood oxygen when awake was around 92.
Today is the end of week 4 of having covid-19.
I am progressing and healing very slowly but was able to attend a men’s meeting at church that night.
As I went through this experience, I thought of the scripture, “yea though I walk through the valley of the shadow of death, I will fear no evil for thou art with me.”
I had nothing to do but lay still and trust God, and I could most definitely tell that he was with me in the suffering.
I had numerous people reach out to me with prayers and supplies of chicken soup.
I lost my sense of smell and taste, but both are coming back slowly, and my hair was falling out, so I got a very close-cropped haircut the other day.
I continue to struggle with a covid-19 rash.
Five days ago, I got a new rash on my chest, but the rash on my back and neck, and sides has healed.
They assume that I’ve had for 35 years that my covid-19 case with more severe because of lupus.
I am insulin resistant and considered overweight even though I am very active.
I was disappointed that none of the doctors suggested any medicines and said that I would have to be in the ICU to get any medication.
Last night was what I wouldn’t consider a regular night of sleep for the first time in four weeks. I also tested negative for the active virus, for which I am grateful.
I observed a lack of standardization or consistency with treating someone with Covid-19.
I feel very blessed to be able to write this today.
Each day I feel as if I’m getting 2% better. I can’t say that the vitamin C, D, and zinc helped me that much, but I believe that the antibiotic later in my sickness helped.
I was drinking 2 gallons of water a day with electrolytes.
Feel free to contact me if you would like to discuss covid-19 and possible long-term side effects and treatments.
I am researching this very nasty virus, and I am grateful for all of the prayers and love I received.
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