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RE: When Corona Ends - Hugs, Exercise, Tinder and Travel!

in OCD5 years ago

Raj, you're so dynamic and strong-willed, you're sure to defeat this thing. Did you test positive...? Stay off the ventilator... how did I miss that post about your mom fighting cancer?? I feel for you: with so few family members, you have extended family in your friends. And how many are cyber friends... most of mine are.
As a fellow recluse/introvert, I know the same surprising and ironic reaction to this new seclusion:

.... looking forward to just seeing people wandering about the place again. Something I never thought would bother me being an introvert and freelance writer. I have gone weeks before now without leaving the apartment and it never bothered me before. Meeting with friends in the pub, having a game of pool and just generally wandering about the city center in this glorious sunshine we're having right now.

Get well, stay well, Be Well, Always - keep writing! - we love you Raj!!!!

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Hi Carol

Raj, you're so dynamic and strong-willed, you're sure to defeat this thing. Did you test positive...?

We don't get any test in the UK, unless you're carted off to hospital. I have never quite felt bad enough to call the emergency nunber, although there have been moments where the nausea coupled with fever had me on the edge. But they wouldn't have taken me anyway. All they say is self isolate unless your breathing becomes seriously labored, then call the emergency CV number. Once I'm fully recovered I am going to explore options about seeing what can be purchased online etc to see if I can rule myself out as already having had it, and no longer carrying it... or something so I can at least see my mother.

But I'm happy to say that the poem in the title picture seems to have been prophetic in my case and the Sun is tarting to shine again. I'm still extremely fatigued, but I've been through all the major symptoms one after another, and the breathing, which is the danger sign is slowly improving.

This morning I even felt well enough to write a post, but when I realized it was Easter Monday I scheduled it to go out tomorrow. It's a a crazy technical how-to blockchain type post about Hive curation and using certain tools to get autovotes working on hive. It might make your eyes glaze over lol

As a fellow recluse/introvert, I know the same surprising and ironic reaction to this new seclusion.

Yes it is odd to feel so psychologically unsettled by the solitude. The truth is that I have voluntarily gone 2-3 weeks without seeing anyone in the past. Other than the general unknown faces in the supermarket. But when the choice is taken away it seems that loneliness pangs all the more.

Anyway, thank you for the well wishes and love Carol. You are a true friend and one of my extended cyber family for sure!

Get well, stay well, Be Well, Always - keep writing!

I'm getting there, will be sure to stay well. can't promise much on the writing for another week, but if all keeps improving I think I should be back to full power around the end of the week. I'm gonna try and get some poetry posted in the ink well if only to show my face. I have a tone of unpublished stuff.

Stormlight24 is curating and generally looking after the place voting-wise. My friend who is a doctor advised me today to expect to recover slowly, and she told me that she'd stop dropping food bags on my doorstep (a sarcastic threat) if I pushed myself with online activities or went out on my bike too soon.

Dr's orders 😉

She also told me exactly what to watch out for during the last 3-4 days, and it seems (touch wood) that I have been one of the lucky ones where the final symptoms were milder. Meditation has kept me going massively over the last week and I will never underestimate its importance for me personally as a health and mental leveler again in my life. There is always a silver lining and I think the lining here is that I will remain a life-long mediator 🌿

You're a survivor, and proof of the triumph of the will (or the power of positive thinking; which cliche is worse?).
Deep Breathing, I've taken up (and it works! and I need to write a book review ASAP!) - but not meditation. Emptying the head of words is quite a challenge. It tends to put me to sleep.
We miss your fiction and wish you a speedy and complete recovery, as you know... call it intentions, call it prayer, but a lot of us are beaming hopes (demands! Listen Up, Universe!) for your good health.