Today marks two years since I contracted COVID-19, which progressed into Long COVID and there still are not a whole lot of answers. My health has improved a lot, but the bad days show up and the good days have their limits. I have to constantly be aware of air quality, sleep, food, hormones, stress and how much I physically exert myself. I miss the comfort I used to have in my body’s ability to do anything I asked of it.
Long COVID is an illness that even doctors and researchers studying it don’t have a grasp on. So it makes sense that people who don’t have it, or aren’t close to someone who does, find it really difficult to understand. Because of where I am in my recovery, I am at the point that, with a nice dose of steroids, and a host of other medications, I can go on runs. My heart rate gets much higher than it should and I have to monitor it. I have to be very careful I don’t trigger my inflammation to get worse, fevers, heart problems to flare back up, extreme fatigue, body coat…