I’ve had more interaction in about an hour on my toot about my recent experience regarding no masks in health care settings, and #longCovid, than I have from my friends in a week on two FB posts on my wall about long Covid.
I’ve been absent from mastodon for a while and I’d forgotten how good it feels to be validated (outside of a dedicated long Covid group on FB) and not dismissed for daring to say the C word.
As I type this my support worker is out picking up medical supplies for me as I’m crashing hard after going out for the first time in six months on xmas day somewhere that wasn’t a medical appointment or rental open house (we have to move).
I’m just as sick as I was when I actually had Covid. Congested, coughing, really sore throat, aching all over, weak, no appetite (I’ve tested negative three days straight). All because I spent a few incredibly chilled hours with 3 other people, none of whom were visibly or audibly sick at the time. This is my life now and my nearest and dearest can’t even be bothered to pretend they read a post or an article and hit the like button to show support. So thank you for reminding me that there are people out there who do still care about it and are taking it seriously.