SeekingJana
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If no one you know and love has had a severe case, then you might not realize how severe it can be. I was infected VERY EARLY because my husband, a senior Aerospace Engineer for Lockheed Martin, has to travel to the USAF and JNS bases for flight testing. It is his love, his life, his calling, much more than just a career. They call, he goes.
An AFB close to Los Angeles, more or less ( I can't be specific for security reasons) was doing some upgrades to one of the planes he supports. As soon as the holidays were over, he was traveling back and forth through LAX and DFW airports with the usual woven black cloth travel suitcase, and wearing business clothing including sweaters ( I'm indicating the types of materials because we know COVID-19 lives on certain fabrics longer than others).
He played a vital role in our nation's defense, just as he has for the past 35 years.
However, we were AWARE of COVID-19 being active in Los Angeles at the time of his last flight out there. I laid down behind his car and refused to move. I have the gift of second sight from God, and I could see there was illness surrounding the flight and the stay out there, then the rush flight home.
I couldn't stop him. He simply hopped into my BMW in the garage beside his, and took off with his suitcase sitting in the passenger seat. Quite hilarious to him that I'd be " almost hysterical" but when you SEE what's coming, you try to stop it. That's why I have the visions I have, to help others, to save the lives of others when possible.
He came home and hugged me in a huge hug before I had time to back away, as I didn't want to be close to the woolen sweater he was wearing or anything else until he'd showered and changed clothing.
5 days later, I became very ill. A high fever, chills, cough, too sick to really recall and recount, but it was a serious case of COVID-19.
I recall getting my personal Pulse Oximeter out ( for sale on Amazon for around $19 and invaluable for checking O2 amount in peripheral blood) and using it day after day. Despite the huge infection in my lungs, this time, my 02 sats stayed within low normal ranges. ( I have a history of frequent severe pneumonia, and am also a carrier for CF, which does have its own health risk, much like Sickle Cell trait can have.)
I will likely never be well again. I cannot walk up a flight of stairs without wheezing ( and NO PT, OT, or RT is going to solve that unless I get supplemental O2 which is not indicated when one's levels are low normal).
I do not sleep now, whereas I was a champion sleeper. I have a new Tempurpedic bed with an adjustable head level and foot level, and it costs about $12,000. Not a fun way to spend money, but it helps me breathe and the Tempurpedic foam gives me comfort as I lie in bed, coughing and wheezing.
I now take 5 medications per day, PLUS intermittent Corticosteroid injections which last a few weeks at a time, to try to improve my respiratory function, but the home meds. are not lasting 12 hours, when the dosage is once per 24 hours.
I cough until I vomit. EVERY day of my life unless I skip food.
Come to my beautiful house on a river, our paradise for our mature living, and feed me food and watch me cough until I am in the bathroom, vomiting.
Every single time.
Sit next to me, us both wearing masks, and listen to my expiratory wheezing. It is severe and nothing ( yet) helps.
Some of us, like me, were so sick, and have so much respiratory system damage that we DO WONDER every day if we'll live a normal lifespan. I do wonder what my cardiac output is, but I don't REALLY want to know, because little to nothing can help. I do want to know what my lung tissue looks like now, but no, not really, because knowing doesn't change the myriad of symptoms I try to manage every day.
How can a vaccine which prevents this greatly diminished quality of life be more harmful? Of course I'd die if my compromised lungs and airway are assaulted by COVID again.
I am not alone. I am one of MILLIONS living life post- Covid with a diminished health status, with illness where there was NONE prior, with restricted activities because breathing takes precedence.
I did nothing to cause this, everything humanly possible to avoid it, wore masks as soon as they were available, tried to teach my husband WHY he should stay home, prayed and asked God to please keep him home, and still, I was striken with the respiratory virus.
My husband didn't even believe I was " that sick" and had another flight planned. They cancelled it a day before he was to leave due to Lockheed realizing they were putting their best aerospace engineers in jeopardy with commercial flight travel to the AFBs.
I promise to you that every word I have written is true, and some details are likely omitted as I didn't keep a journal.
Thank you for reading. So many of us suffered and do still have disabilities from COVID, but are alive to tell what happened. I speak for those who have no voice on earth now.
If no one you know and love has had a severe case, then you might not realize how severe it can be. I was infected VERY EARLY because my husband, a senior Aerospace Engineer for Lockheed Martin, has to travel to the USAF and JNS bases for flight testing. It is his love, his life, his calling, much more than just a career. They call, he goes.
An AFB close to Los Angeles, more or less ( I can't be specific for security reasons) was doing some upgrades to one of the planes he supports. As soon as the holidays were over, he was traveling back and forth through LAX and DFW airports with the usual woven black cloth travel suitcase, and wearing business clothing including sweaters ( I'm indicating the types of materials because we know COVID-19 lives on certain fabrics longer than others).
He played a vital role in our nation's defense, just as he has for the past 35 years.
However, we were AWARE of COVID-19 being active in Los Angeles at the time of his last flight out there. I laid down behind his car and refused to move. I have the gift of second sight from God, and I could see there was illness surrounding the flight and the stay out there, then the rush flight home.
I couldn't stop him. He simply hopped into my BMW in the garage beside his, and took off with his suitcase sitting in the passenger seat. Quite hilarious to him that I'd be " almost hysterical" but when you SEE what's coming, you try to stop it. That's why I have the visions I have, to help others, to save the lives of others when possible.
He came home and hugged me in a huge hug before I had time to back away, as I didn't want to be close to the woolen sweater he was wearing or anything else until he'd showered and changed clothing.
5 days later, I became very ill. A high fever, chills, cough, too sick to really recall and recount, but it was a serious case of COVID-19.
I recall getting my personal Pulse Oximeter out ( for sale on Amazon for around $19 and invaluable for checking O2 amount in peripheral blood) and using it day after day. Despite the huge infection in my lungs, this time, my 02 sats stayed within low normal ranges. ( I have a history of frequent severe pneumonia, and am also a carrier for CF, which does have its own health risk, much like Sickle Cell trait can have.)
I will likely never be well again. I cannot walk up a flight of stairs without wheezing ( and NO PT, OT, or RT is going to solve that unless I get supplemental O2 which is not indicated when one's levels are low normal).
I do not sleep now, whereas I was a champion sleeper. I have a new Tempurpedic bed with an adjustable head level and foot level, and it costs about $12,000. Not a fun way to spend money, but it helps me breathe and the Tempurpedic foam gives me comfort as I lie in bed, coughing and wheezing.
I now take 5 medications per day, PLUS intermittent Corticosteroid injections which last a few weeks at a time, to try to improve my respiratory function, but the home meds. are not lasting 12 hours, when the dosage is once per 24 hours.
I cough until I vomit. EVERY day of my life unless I skip food.
Come to my beautiful house on a river, our paradise for our mature living, and feed me food and watch me cough until I am in the bathroom, vomiting.
Every single time.
Sit next to me, us both wearing masks, and listen to my expiratory wheezing. It is severe and nothing ( yet) helps.
Some of us, like me, were so sick, and have so much respiratory system damage that we DO WONDER every day if we'll live a normal lifespan. I do wonder what my cardiac output is, but I don't REALLY want to know, because little to nothing can help. I do want to know what my lung tissue looks like now, but no, not really, because knowing doesn't change the myriad of symptoms I try to manage every day.
How can a vaccine which prevents this greatly diminished quality of life be more harmful? Of course I'd die if my compromised lungs and airway are assaulted by COVID again.
I am not alone. I am one of MILLIONS living life post- Covid with a diminished health status, with illness where there was NONE prior, with restricted activities because breathing takes precedence.
I did nothing to cause this, everything humanly possible to avoid it, wore masks as soon as they were available, tried to teach my husband WHY he should stay home, prayed and asked God to please keep him home, and still, I was striken with the respiratory virus.
My husband didn't even believe I was " that sick" and had another flight planned. They cancelled it a day before he was to leave due to Lockheed realizing they were putting their best aerospace engineers in jeopardy with commercial flight travel to the AFBs.
I promise to you that every word I have written is true, and some details are likely omitted as I didn't keep a journal.
Thank you for reading. So many of us suffered and do still have disabilities from COVID, but are alive to tell what happened. I speak for those who have no voice on earth now.
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