Long Covid has changed my life in ways I didn’t expect.
The crippling fatigue has been the worst of it. There are stretches of days I spend in bed, too tired to do much of anything.
Thankfully, the brain fog isn’t as bad as it’s been in the past.
Some days I feel like a failure because I just can’t function like I did before.
I lost my job and my energy has been too inconsistent to honestly look for work.
I’ve missed out on so much of what I’ve wanted to do: working in my flower beds, going to my happy place, even doing chores around the house.
It’s really been hard on me, but I manage to keep my head above water.
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