I had my flub jab yesterday.
I had Covid-19 nearly six months ago.
Up until now, I’ve felt that I’m more rarely experiencing flare ups of the breathlessness that characterised my Covid-19. In the weeks after I first had it, I was almost permanently slightly breathless, and always coughing, especially in air conditioned environments, such as supermarkets. I then started to have breathless periods less frequently, maybe only about once per week, but it never entirely went away. I feel now as if the flu jab has triggered a flare up. I don’t have to gasp for breath after every word or two as I did in April, but I notice I’m having to pant if I walk briskly around the house, and I only feel that I have relaxed breathing when I sit still for a while. I have that very slight, irritating cough again, as if I’m breathing air conditioned air. There is also a hint of the familiar tight band around my chest and a sensation of cotton wool within the lungs. It’s all so… continuing… and frustrating… and… boring to have it all the time. I don’t want to always be feeling a little bit unwell, which is how having Covid-19 has left me. I’m never quite at full strength, even after nearly six months. I would LOVE to know whether I’m immune to the disease or not, but currently there’s no way of knowing. The likelihood is that Covid-19, similar to other coronaviruses, and can recur multiple times in the same person, possibly within the same year. Luckily, I know I don’t have the actual disease again because I’m required to get tested every two weeks due to volunteering for an NHS Trust and being in contact with patients. But… SIGH. Sometimes Covid-19 is a bit depressing. It just drags on and on and on.