It’s just a pity fest. Sorry
i have a chronic illness that affects every element of my life. Covid has fucked with my immune system so badly that the immunosuppressant medication for the chronic illness means I am constantly sick now where I managed ok before with maybe one or two infections a year. Now they’re back to back.
I’m recovering from four months of being unwell, more recently quite seriously so. I’m on horrible steroids, antibiotic after antibiotic and just feel like shit. I’m recovering from pneumonia. My PF is going back up, I’m not wheezing and and there’s no obvious or regular crackling in my lungs now but something doesn’t feel right. One lung feels obstructed. I’m not sure I can explain well, like there’s a flap or something in the way and it sometimes makes my breathing less… flowy. I thought it was just prolonged mucous but it seems to be dry. Coughing produces not much and moves nothing.
i had to stop my immunosuppressants medication due to the pneumonia and I can’t get hold of my rheumatologist to find out about restarting. I’m reluctant to start again without their approval in case this flappy obstructed feeling is prolonged infection but if it’s because of inflammation then restarting is absolutely the right thing to do. My GP says call the rheum. In four weeks the rheum helpline staff haven’t called me back to advise what to do. GP wont order chest xray but I don’t think an xray would show what needs looking at (deeper lung inflammation or damage via CT is what I ought to be getting) but with nobody actually listening to me or doing anything I feel like I’m just being left until I finally fuck off and die.
I’ve been such an advocate of the NHS (Scotland) but this past 2 years has been awful. Some departments have been amazing but the rheumatologists are absent, always short staffed and never deal with emergencies. The Gp refuses to deal with rheumatology issues (of which the lungs are likely to be part). My rheum has no emergency service and my nearest hospital which does hasn’t transferred me to their books in the two years since my own rheum referred me there.
i honestly don’t know what to do anymore. Imm not massively old. I had a life. I have children and a partner. I ought to be well enough to live a reasonable existence. Appropriate medical care and treatment would mean I could return to some kind of useful life as a mother and a worker. As it is I feel like a parasite on the nhs, someone they’d rather forget about until I die of one these infections or the chronic illness. I’m coming to realise my life isn’t as valuable as others and that my continued existence means nothing to anyone other than my kids. It makes me so bloody angry and helpless.
no money for private. Just fucked