Covid-19: Not Fun at All

Since I last wrote, Patty and I got and survived Covid-19.  My brother, Steve, also had a pretty bad case of it. I was in the hospital less than 24 hours, while Steve was there for three days. Patty was able to get rehydrated in the emergency room and was sent home. I believe that our son, Dale, as well as his wife, Tara, and their 3 children all had it too. But they were able to fight it off more easily than us older folks. Luckily, none of us had any lasting lung issues. All of us had similar symptoms, as well as other health issues that were very different.

Patty came down sick on January 4 – Initially dealing with headache and fever. Over the next two days she developed a lot more body aches, as well as a cough to go with them. I got sick on the evening of January 7, and like Patty, I got the headaches, dizziness, overall body aches and fever. Although I got pneumonia, I never got the cough as Patty did. We didn’t go to the hospital until the evening of January 14. Steve got sick prior to January 15, and went to the hospital by ambulance about midnight on the 20th.

The bottom line is that we all survived. Patty was extremely ill for about 15 days. Steve, and I were down for 16 days each. Those were the days that we were dealing with fevers, aches and such. I’ve read all this nonsense about how I should have been be able to go back to work in a week… NOT! For some that may be the case, but it wasn’t that way for us. I was totally and completely worthless for over 3 weeks.

The after effects of Covid. All of us have been dealing with extreme fatigue. Patty seems to now be entirely beyond that. Steve deals with it every day, and I’ve been much feeling better since about February 12. I have good days and not-so-good days now. The other really weird thing is that my eyes began to ache and I got a bad case of pink eye, which is now gone. I can no longer see correctly using my bifocal computer glasses or my trifocals that I was wearing the rest of the time. So I spend most of my time with my glasses in my shirt pocket. Granted, I am nearsighted, and have worn glasses since the second grade. I wear them when driving. I guess I need to see an ophthalmologist, as this isn’t going away.

I thank the Lord that we came through Covid pretty well. So many haven’t. I see where the official numbers for the USA are now over 500,000 dead. Let’s hope that we put this pandemic behind us very soon. Two of our 3 grandchildren, all elementary school age, go back to in-class learning again on Monday. We are hoping that isn’t temporary.

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