Hi, I hope you don’t mind me chiming in this late in the thread. I have been reading since the beginning but haven’t posted-largely because on my worst days I aren’t had the strength and on my better days I have been stupidly scared of my own mortality to the point I’ve been avoiding any self acknowledgement of how poorly I’ve been in case I cursed myself and made myself nosedive again (if that makes any sense).
Anyway, I am on day 34 today of a journey that has taken me to hell and back several times over the last 5 weeks and has had me truly convinced I was going to die on 3 different occasions. I recognise myself in everything I have read, and have taken more strength from this thread than I can ever thank any of you enough for.
I had 111 send the paramedics out to me on day 7 for squeezing bra band pain and shortness of breath, but they never took me in as my vitals (other than temperature) were okay. I had a relapse (largely fever and gastric, agonising waves of nausea from my toes to my shoulders- which peaked into a wave similar to going over the top of a rollercoaster every 15/20 cms) on day 14 (sadly my 40th birthday which I spent in bed). A family member gave me some antibiotics as I had no luck getting Gp/111 to decide who was my port of call, as I thought the fever indicated a secondary infection/ with hindsight and the knowledge gained on here, o think it wasn’t - it was a second wave and I went to early with antibiotics.
After this relapse I improved after a couple of days and had 4/5 pretty okay days (chest always remained tight-starting with the bra band pain, moving on at this point to weight on breast bone area and burning under my ribs at the back)
On around Monday 6th (day 25) I started to notice that all my airways felt bone dry from the back of my nose, down my trachea and across my chest and I felt really congested. Steam baths and bowls would ease the sensation and bring a lot of thick stretchy clear mucus up and a little green coloured thicker stuff, the sensation got worse by the Saturday (day 30) and I started antibiotics again (the initial set had been 10 days and I’d taken 7). By Sunday morning (day 31) I was coughing up lots of green and brown flecked phlegm sometimes independently and much more successfully after lung exercises/bath. Every day since then I have improved. I spoke to my Gp on Monday (day 31) and he prescribed another 5 days of co-amoxiclav, he said even if not bacterial, antibiotics can have an antibiotics inflammatory effect -although wouldn’t normally prescribe them for this)
Yesterday (day 33) I went food shopping (walking for around 45 minutes) aNd pulled a trolly and carried 2 bags home. For the last 2/3 days the only sign I’ve been so unwell is my lungs occasionally (and randomly e.g if I reach up to a cupboard) feel like I’ve ran cross country in the cold, it doesn’t last long and doesn’t scare me like the rest of the symptoms have done- as it’s a familiar sensation.
Like you all I’m aware this disease includes relapses, so I Will not count my chickens and tempt fate. I will just say, that the good days now are at 95%+ pre-covid levels for
Me now, and Hope this offers someone some comfort, like you have all done for
Me.