Two years ago today I tested positive for Covid. I was fit and healthy and expected to be back to normal in a few days. It's been two years and I still can't walk 50 yards.

The only people who think #LongCovid is no big deal are those who don’t know enough about it.

#MaskVentilateTest #VoteForPoliticiansWhoArentGreedySociopaths

I missed my mother's wake and my friend's entire funeral. I tried to go to my husband's sixtieth birthday party and had to be taken home. I've missed my kids' school events, chances to see friends, god knows how many more simple normal things. It's taken away the job I loved and the pastimes I loved even more.

I don't want to whinge on but I do think there is still a vast lack of understanding of how much this disease can take from you. It's not just "being a bit tired".

Governments are firmly in the ostrich position on Long Covid: denying funding for research and support, refusing to count cases, and praying that it will somehow go away if we pretend it doesn't exist. We've got to watch each other's backs, babies, because no one else is doing it.
Appreciating all the kind replies to this. And big love to all of you going through something similar.
(Everyone says Mastodon has a reply guy problem, but if I'd posted this thread on Twitter the replies would have been a raging binfire in twenty minutes.)