Symptoms of COVID-19 May Include Canceled Plans, Hurt Feelings

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It took 26 months, but I finally got COVID-19. In that time, I’ve felt many strong emotions about the pandemic and its effects. Every part of life has been touched by this disease and the wildly varied responses to it, both across the globe and within our interpersonal spaces.

Before the latest tsunami of COVID-19 infections crashed into Hawaii — the one that swept my husband, Jonny, and me into the sea of case data — I was actually feeling pretty good about the state of things. Finally.

My mom, Holly, has received five doses of the vaccine, as recommended by her lung transplant team, and was able to get Evusheld (tixagevimab and cilgavimab) at the end of March. The monoclonal antibody therapy is good for six months of pre-exposure prophylaxis of COVID-19 in immunocompromised individuals. It’s also reassuring that Paxlovid (nirmatrelvir and ritonavir) and other treatments have proven effective in reducing the severity of symptoms.

Despite my relief, I know that people in the chronic illness and disability community are still moving cautiously through the world. But as an ally to this community, I’m optimistic about our future.

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Author Robin Sharma said, “Good health is a crown on the head of a well person that only a sick person can see.” I’m well aware of my crown. Because of my proximity to chronic disease, I know that it’s a privilege to be healthy, hopeful, and somewhat carefree amid an ongoing pandemic.

From my throne of optimism, with my crown of health, I felt some of the wounds of the last two years start to mend. My smoldering feelings of deep hurt and anger caused by others’ choices were finally starting to scar over.

And then my husband woke up sick — 15 hours before we were supposed to board a plane to Scotland.

My bag sat half-packed on the floor as I tore into a package of at-home COVID-19 test kits. I’d already checked in to our flight. My friends from the mainland were arriving that evening to housesit. An Airbnb across the globe was ready for guests. The tickets to see Queen and Adam Lambert that we bought almost two years ago threatened to burst into flames.

Within a minute, two dark lines burned from the window of Jonny’s test.

“Maybe it will go away if we wait the whole 15 minutes. It could be a false positive,” I thought, as he sneezed with gusto in the bathroom.

A lot of four-letter words came to mind. They were not “nice,” “cool,” or “good.”

I drove to the airport, releasing those words through thick, toddler-tantrum tears to my best friend on the phone. When I arrived, I lowered all the windows, donned my N95 mask, and got out of the car to inform my friends that they were about to enter a biohazard zone. Would they prefer to go to a hotel?

I stayed up all night changing our carefully planned reservations for flights and lodging, informing friends I’d seen over the weekend that they’d been exposed and screaming into the void about karmic injustice. We scheduled PCR tests for the next morning. When we should have been flying over the Pacific into the rising sun, we were instead staring into the masked visage of a nurse with an uncomfortably long swab.

By the end of the day, my throat was burning and our PCR tests told a truth I would’ve loved to ignore. We both had COVID-19. The doctor advised us that we could go out in public with masks after five days if our symptoms improved, 10 days if not. With any luck, we could make it to Glasgow in time for the concert 12 days later.

And thankfully, praise Pfizer, that was the case.

We spent a whole week locked in our bedroom sleeping, playing Boggle, and shotgunning Emergen-C. But I’m grateful that we endured mild cases of the disease we’ve been dreading for over two years. I know how many millions of people were not so fortunate. But gratitude doesn’t erase the anger I felt at having yet another major life event derailed by COVID-19.

The tender wounds of rage and hurt were all opened anew. Lying in bed for seven days, I played the what-if game a lot and wondered if variants capable of evading protection offered by the vaccine would exist if 80% or more of the population had gotten vaccinated last year. I cursed all of the government’s missteps and the misinformation that turned a pandemic into a political battleground.

Some days will feel like that for a long time, I think. But other days? Maybe I’ll find myself watching the sunset in the Scottish Highlands with my love and everything will be OK.

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Jeff Taylor-Jackson

I understand your frustration. We have been trapped here in the UK for the past two years unable to go see our son an one of our daughters in Australia. I dont think the UK government has handled the pandemic that well either if that is any consolation to uou in Hawaii. I agree with your statement that if more people had the vaccine earlier we would not be in the state we are. No one can tel any of us living with IPF that "its just like a cold, you will be fine" So you are a doctor now? Is always my response. I have fallen out with a neighbour who refuses the vaccine as it's a hoax made up by pharacetical companies to generate money. all you need is to take lots of herbs and build up your immune system. Our Paramedic daughter has had Covid three times and has been reealy knocked sideways each time. Thank goodness she has had the full doses of vaccines available. It does not bear thinking about what could have been. When I told my neighbout that even now she goes out to people with Covid and she has had it three times, I get the same response "IF that is what she/they had". Hope you enjoyed the Queen gig BTW.
Kind regards
Jeff in Sunny sunny England.

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Christie Patient

Hi Jeff, thanks for reading a commenting. It's very frustrating to live in a place where people in charge seem to keep making huge mistakes in handling things like this. I'm sorry you can relate! Like you say, all of us in this PF community know that COVID is nothing to sniff at, in spite of all the nonsense floating around out there. All I can say is that I am glad I was triple vaxed and otherwise healthy by the time it finally caught up to me. In spite of all the positive interventions my mom has received to protect herself post-lung tx, I do still worry about both of my parents, as they are in their 70s.
Seeing Queen and Adam Lambert was certainly a heck of a way to return to seeing live music, tell you what!! It was amazaing, and I was actually glad I had gotten COVID so recently as it made me feel a little safer to be in the Hydro with 13000 of my closest friends... yikes!
Cheers,
Christie

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