I Got COVID-19
November 27, 2020
COVID hit me like a train. When we first heard of this Corona Virus, I, like most of my friends, assumed that it was a harmless illness. Of course, I had my fears; passing the virus to my grandmother, damaging my already asthmatic lungs, just getting sick. But as time passed and media circulated, I fed into the lies about the mild nature of COVID, and I became much less conscious of the danger of the virus. That’s where I was wrong.
I began to feel symptoms and confirmed a positive case of COVID on July 24. I couldn’t get out of bed for an extended period of time, it was almost a week. I had most of the symptoms that you hear about, like throwing up, sore throat, coughing, headache, fever, no taste or smell, and muscle pains. Though some of these may seem similar to symptoms of the flu, that wasn’t the worst of yet.
The aftereffects were even worse, and they have stayed with me to this day. For those of you who don’t really know me, I am a huge athlete. I play sports year-round and it is one of the most defining things in my life. I have learned to live with my asthma while playing sports, but when field hockey season began I noticed that my inhaler wasn’t really working. This got me nervous. I can’t imagine a life without sports so I started playing right away and ignored how difficult breathing was.
Honestly, I should have paid more attention to how I felt because I began to notice that my times for sprints and different drills were slower. This caught my attention, and I started paying more attention to my breathing, as I was struggling to inhale after doing simple activities and exercises. My parents quickly scheduled an appointment with a pulmonologist and after a few breathing tests and some chest x-rays, the doctor determined that because I had experienced COVID, my lung walls were thickened and I had some scarring in the lungs (I will find out the extent of that after my next appointment). Hearing it might not sound so bad, but when your oxygen drops down to 90 (my resting is 98) after just walking for a few minutes it’s scary. Getting dizzy on the field and not knowing if you are getting enough oxygen is scary. Needing an elevator pass to get to classes on the third floor because if you take the stairs you become too disoriented to focus at the beginning of class is scary. Doctors telling you that they can try different medications but are unsure if any of them will work is scary. Not knowing the recovery time is scary. Knowing that it will take many months before any real progress will be made is scary. The possibility of having to quit sports is scary.
I could have never imagined that this would happen to me. Currently, I am on two inhalers, a steroid to help with COVID, and a rescue inhaler for my asthma. So much about this virus is unknown and a lot of information is not spread around to the public. One of those things is the extent of the problems that it can cause. So I’m telling all of you the next time you think you are too young or too healthy to be affected by the virus, remember that there is so much unknown. For all your self-assurance, no one knows what it’s going to be like in the long run.