After 4 days out of hospital under the care of the “virtual Covid ward”, I’m feeling much better. I use the oxygen provided for about an hour a day, usually after my sister has visited and I feel a little winded for talking, which is a strange feeling.
Again it may sound silly but I yawned this morning and felt like I took in a big breath without coughing - that genuinely seemed a million miles away last week.
Making small steps each day, making tea, going out for a drive with the old man and Mrs, no destination just drive around and take in some fresh air.
Since getting Covid and spending a week in hospital, I lost just under 2 stone which I could do with tbf...my appetite completely disappeared leading up to hospital, but the steroids they give you (dexamethasone) is a wonder drug, and I was told to wait for my appetite come back with vengeance; took about an hour!
Me and the old man are taking it very easy whilst trying to making a conscious effort to push to do something each day. Thank Yaya that I have the Mrs though, she has been an absolute God send throughout everything we’ve been through this year, and continues to look after us every day. Not sure if what I would’ve done without her.
Anyone suffering I hope your feeling a bit better today and can see some small light at the end of the tunnel.
