I posted after Christmas on how my “it’s just a cold” wing of the family came to Christmas dinner sick and gave my partner and me covid. My partner was almost hospitalized and developed type 2 diabetes after. I spent months almost throwing up every time I started to move more, daily nausea and GI issues and lots of back and joint pain. Also palpitations and brachycardia, so much shit.
My partner just got his fitness back up so he was able to run his beloved easy 5k runs again and I was rid of the nausea and pain mostly. Doing stairs at work without feeling like death and winded after felt pretty good. We were so happy about this, just talked about it last week. That we might get our lives back, one more time. We have been down the covid/postcovid road too many times now.
Then we had a birthday party last weekend for my family. My dad has just been on an IV antibiotic and he was also there. I thought beforehand that surely nobody comes sick this time because our dad and surely Christmas was a lesson.
But nope, the “you ruin our vibes if you mention covid”-team came to the party with illness in the family. One of their voices sounded off/congested and I was like, oh no. I didn’t dare ask because last time I did, I got yelled at.
Today, two days after this party my partner gets a sore throat. By evening he has a 39 C fever that isn’t responding to otc meds and red bloodshot eyes. We do a test, it’s covid.
Hoping you guys get off lighter on long COVID this time. Unfortunately it sounds like you’re really going to have to weigh whether those gatherings are worth the risk if nobody is going to recognize that COVID is real, let alone take actual precautions. There’s no good answer, and it sucks.
I’ve just recently broken off speaking with my parents for the next year after they lied and invited anti-vaxxers to a family get-together. It’s really, really difficult to maintain relationships with people who refuse to care about your wellbeing.
Oh I am sorry.
And yeah, we have to do what we must now. I personally work in so called frontline work where everyone is always sick, but I never brought it home because I do mitigations.
I have an air purifier in my office, do the nasal sprays, remote days, masking where I can socially get away with it (public transport), not eating together with others etc. It feels like such a slap in the face when it then gets brought to you by people who have fully adopted a sort of fash “immunity is a muscle” wordview. These people haven’t been ok for some time tbh. And their kids look like little ghosts now, dark circles under their eyes always.