10/23/2023
I haven’t posted about the Long Covid for a while because there wasn’t much to report.
Some symptoms eased…some symptoms got worse.
My legs don’t work right.
My energy is low low low.
My strength, balance and stamina are weak.
Today I’m feeling sick.
Social Security hasn’t decided whether or not I deserve SSI yet.
Rent is due in a little over a week, utilities are dangerously overdue, Buttnugget needs a vet, I need winter clothes…but I am out of funds.
And I don’t have the strength or energy right now to do some work that is being offered.
I’m not the same person I was before this crap laid me out.
I’ve learned too much about people, our system and myself.
I’m learning first hand how easy it is to lose it all and end up homeless:
I’m learning for the first time how marginalized, underserved, resented, ignored, forgotten and disrespected people in my situation can be.
Long Covid hasn’t ruined my life.
Long Covid has presented me with a new life, new challenges and a fresh new perspective of life, humanity and what’s really important.
Yeah, I need help…more than I’m comfortable asking for…I have for a long time.
I’m not going to panic.
I’m not going to stress out.
It is what it is and I have always gotten by.
Besides, who could stress out with this Buttnugget situation that is still going on even as I type?
One Love, y’all.
Long Covid is real…debilitating…and destructive.