Today I wish I was writing a happier or more constructive post. This isn’t it.
I had a check in with my boss, who’s just back at work after THE VIRUS. Funnily enough, they’re not feeling right. I advised Berocca, pacing and lots of rest. Not overdoing it.
Anyhoo, I explained how the referral to neurology went awry for some reason, so I’m not where I should be on the waiting list. Also explained how my unreliable meat-sack now has cysts where I don’t want them. And my immune system is so shot to pieces I have a nasty fungal nail infection, with bonus gammy toe issue (goodbye £50 for private podiatry because 18 months after referral to the NHS podiatry for a different foot problem, I STILL don’t have an appointment). Then there’s the obvious cognitive problems after just a couple of hours of doing anything. And the fact I can’t stand up for more than 10 minutes (I am in an office job, but still). The clinical trial I am in - the only one I found that I qualify for - is lifestyle intervention and I feel much more fatigued on it. That could also be the medication for the fungal infection.
I don’t know what to do. I keep taking my supplements and, to be honest, I’m going to start with low res exercise, even tho everyone has told me not to. At the current time, I just can’t see myself ever getting back to work full time as a nurse. I see myself losing my job and therefore my home in a matter of months. This fear and stress is ever-present and it is NOT doing me any good.
While I can’t talk about it, this feeling of having my back to the wall did prompt me, following some counselling, to deal with my anger around how I got infected more constructively and, with my union’s assistance, I’m now looking into it. I cannot say more than that. I literally feel like it’s similar to Luke Skywalker being the Last Hope for the Galaxy.
I am going to be constructive, speaking to friends about what else we can do to raise awareness of the situation Key Workers are in: Governments utterly failed us during the pandemic, putting many of us at unacceptable risk. Now they look like they’re ignoring us, hoping we go away and many are finding themselves facing the ableist attitude of “If you can’t keep up with everyone else, then out the door you go”.
I’ll keep you as posted as I can about the things I can, but rest assured that the brain fog is back, plus the tachycardia and fatigue, as well as interrupted sleep never ends.
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