Tuesday, February 28, 2023

Long Covid?

 Today is the final day of February.  

What have I accomplished?  Well, I finished that literature review that I was stuck on for all that time.  I won't say it was my best work, but it was finished.  Now I'm working on my overall dissertation proposal.  I'm 18 pages into it, and moving slowly.


I've been reading about a condition called "Long covid."  It's like the after effects of having it, but they stick around.  I had covid in June.


The following is from the CDC website: (Italic ones are ones I have).  If you're interested, they also link to the actual science behind this, which I tried reading, but was over my head.

General symptoms (Not a Comprehensive List)

  • Tiredness or fatigue that interferes with daily life
  • Symptoms that get worse after physical or mental effort (also known as “post-exertional malaise”)
  • Fever

Respiratory and heart symptoms

  • Difficulty breathing or shortness of breath
  • Cough
  • Chest pain
  • Fast-beating or pounding heart (also known as heart palpitations)

Neurological symptoms

  • Difficulty thinking or concentrating (sometimes referred to as “brain fog”)
  • Headache
  • Sleep problems
  • Dizziness when you stand up (lightheadedness)
  • Pins-and-needles feelings
  • Change in smell or taste
  • Depression or anxiety

Digestive symptoms

  • Diarrhea
  • Stomach pain

Other symptoms

  • Joint or muscle pain
  • Rash
  • Changes in menstrual cycles

Some of these, like depression, I had previously.  However, the "brain fog" fits like a wet glove.  I don't feel as 'sharp' as I used to, and working through standard tasks (like writing) seem like monumental feats.  


I've made an appointment with my doctor at the University health center to discuss it, and what (if anything) can be done.  If I'm not working on a given day, I'll sleep 18 hours either in bed or on the couch- dozing off while trying so hard to write something; anything.  I missed my column deadline for TG Forum a couple weeks back, and have been trying to put together the next column since.  Oh, and to write this entry.  And the dissertation proposal.   


At this point, the speed of my academic program is on me, and I stalled out at the gate.  I should be finished the first draft of the proposal by now, and working on the next step.  Instead, I have an entire section still to be written, then revisions.  


I'll keep plugging along I guess.  What else can I do?  


Oh, I signed up for the Keystone Conference in late March.  It's in a new location in downtown Harrisburg.  I'll be there on Saturday only to see old friends and maybe meet new people.  If you're a reader, please say "hi" if you see me.  

Monday, February 6, 2023

Is there such thing as Early February?

 February is here, short as it is.  It's so short that we're already almost at mid February.  Time flies.


Or it doesn't.  I don't know if it's the meds or what, but I could sleep 24/7 these days.  I spend over 12 hours in bed if I'm not working, then lay on the couch, enduring the day.  I have lots to do- my dissertation proposal, cleaning, and, if I wish, hobbies.  All I want to do is sleep.   It's not like hard labor, which many people do for a living, but its definitely the Darkness having its way.  And when I sleep, that's when the nightmares return.  At least I wake up from them.  


Lately the nightmares have been along a similar vein.  I have a destination, but no matter how much I travel, it keeps getting further away.  But not last night- last night was a Fridays dream.  I was doing a table shift at TGI Fridays, in the upstairs section (I worked at Fridays 1989-91).  All four of my tables were seated at the same time, and things just fell apart.  I was glad to wake up from that one, despite seeing old friends in the dream that I hadn't seen in decades: my coworkers, exactly as they were then, even if I wasn't.  I was as I am now: old, slow, and tired.  


Then I read the news about devastating earthquakes in Turkey and Syria, and I have no reason to complain.  1800 dead- crushed.  Horrible.  Helpless.


Be well.