It was “amusing” to look at my last post on May 5. How naive I was – thinking I could outsmart a virus – particularly one that hit Craig so hard. I was still feeling pretty good on May 8th so I went to my personal training session, but did not push it. Later that night, I started feeling awful. My blood oxygenation was running in the low 90s so I went to urgent care on the 12th. A chest Xray did not show pneumonia and I was not running a fever so home I went with an inhaler. Based on previous experiences I knew I was going to need steroids but I had to wait until I could see my doctor on the 21st to get them.
It was a very long 9 days waiting for the steroids. My experience was complicated by the Wegovy. Craig lost his appetite for over a week so I knew that was a part of the virus. The virus plus my “Wegovy” diminished appetite became no appetite with aversion to drinking so I was essentially dehydrated and calorie impaired which contributed to my fatigue and light-headedness.
Today is my last day of steroids and my cough is much better. I have had a much harder time sleeping because of the steroids than I remember from past steroid experiences so I feel energized and sleep deprived at the same time. Now I have to wait and see if the cough will rebound off of the steroids.
I think this was a nonCovid coronavirus as it was reminiscent of my Covid experiences. I think my exaggerated viral syndrome responses are a manifestation of my long Covid (I still minimal taste and smell). While this is very frustrating, I feel fortunate that I know I will fully recover from these experiences.
Craig felt recovered from his cough and head symptoms after 2 weeks but it has taken another 2 weeks to get his stamina back. It was a nasty virus and we have no idea where he picked it up.
Our highest priority now is to be in top condition for our trip to DC for the Veteran’s protest on June 6th.
Tamara Unleashed 