I am in my forties (was) super fit and healthy, barely had time off work over a 25yrs+ career and only on the very rarest of occasions took meds. A “mild” covid infection has left me with horrendous #longcovid for nearly two years and turned who I was, completely upside down 1/5
I’ve had 6mos out of work, can now barely do simple yoga moves without days of consequences and physical repercussions, live in constant pain / malaise and spend a fortune on meds. This is just ONE of the meds draws I’ve got. And note these manage - NOT relieve - symptoms. 2/5
Hospitalisations and deaths (tragic that they are) are not the only outcomes. Trust me, #Longcovid is a living fucking nightmare. As well as laying ruin to my mental, emotional and physical health it has nearly bankrupted me. 3/5
I hate that I’ve lost the rich, vibrant life I once had. I hate being weak and vulnerable. I hate the loneliness that chronic illness brings. I hate being medicated on a daily basis and relying on all this shit to feel ever-so-slightly less worse 4/5
I’m not telling you this for sympathy. That’s the last thing I want. I’m telling you because I don’t want you, and your family (because your sickness impacts your whole family), to go through this utter shitfest. So please - wear a mask, get vaccinated if you can, ventilate. 5/5
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It’s been 600 days since I went down with a mild case of #covid. In this time I have experienced the most terrifying and relentless illness in #longcovid. Thankfully I do feel better these days but in some ways I’m a shadow of the man I used to be. Some highlights from 600 days:
1. Lungs that burnt and felt full of flour making it impossible to get a full breathe or to “feel” a full breathe. For six months. I will NEVER forget that suffocating feeling. Every day and night. It has left me traumatised.
2. Chest pain and compression for 12 months that made it feel like I was trapped under the wheel of a car. The pain was agonising and radiated down the left arm. I should have called 999 every day for a year. I did once, and all tests were clear.