Well, it finally happened to me. And I honestly can’t believe it took this long. I finally caught COVID-19.
This whole year has been such a mess…
I lost my job due to Covid.
I ran out of toilet paper due to Covid.
I’ve been cooped up at home due to Covid. And yet, here we are, almost a year later, and it has finally caught up to me.
I started feeling bad about a week ago. I already suffer from a week immune system and underlying asthma issues, so I knew I was considered high risk.
It started with severe body aches and pains, like a pile of bricks had been sitting on my chest overnight. Then came the coughing. I felt like I couldn’t catch a good breath and that there was a purring cat living in my lungs.
Then came the sinus issues. It felt like the worst sinus infection of my life.
Every part of my face hurt and felt swollen. Add a fever and some severe chills, and I finally decided it was time to go to the doctor.
What’s interesting though, is that the doctor wouldn’t see me. After giving my symptoms over the phone, they wouldn’t let me come in since it sounded like I had COVID-19.
So, let me get this straight…I can’t come to the doctor because I’m sick…
I then went to an express clinic, where I was forced to wait outside for an hour and a half because they wouldn’t let me sit in the waiting room. After finally seeing me, they stated that I had low blood pressure to the point that they were surprised I hadn’t passed out yet, but that they didn’t have the proper tools to help me. So I was sent to the hospital.
They got me in immediately at the hospital, but wouldn’t even let my husband come sit with me. I was diagnosed with the Coronavirus, no one was allowed to come near me except the doctor, who was in a stylish hazmat suit. I got a steroid shot in the butt and was sent home to wait this all out.
I still can’t catch a good breath. I still feel like I’m going to pass out every time I get up. I miss my kids. All I can do is sleep and cry. I wouldn’t wish this upon my worst enemy.