My Name Is Scribble

I must figure out how to write a blog past on WordPress. My head spins, my mouth wants to chew. What to eat? I have no idea but I must stay away from sugar. My stomach needs to melt away like this snowman I made years ago. A small guy that I put on the steps to our front porch. He looks pitiful and so do I.

My body has taken a beating since I came down with Covid in February 2020. My mind too. I’ve lost words and memories and names. I want to forget the past 32 months. I feel droopy and sad and fat.

My Covid came in as SARS. My vector was a mosquito. The virus I caught was Dengue Fever. The bite happened in 1982 on the Island of OFU, South Pacific during our honeymoon. I’m writing this because I must. So much ignorance about Covid. The world is trying to figure out who did what. Who let the bug out?

The SARS virus has always been here but it needs a vector. The Chinese said bats were the vector. Dan caught it too, fortunately he has not had the long term effects like me. Dengue fever is a disease that lives in tropical climates. Lately it appeared in Arizona. West Nile virus? Have you heard about that. My Son-In-Law John caught Covid. He was diagnosed with West Nile, SARS related. One very sick man for many months.

For me Covid was devastating. Diarrhea every hour, all day. I couldn’t make it to the bathroom. I had to pitch underpants and clothing. I used pads. I could not make it from my office to the bathroom. It subsided when there was nothing left in my intestines, but I had to eat.

At night the diahrea continued, average 3 times, no sleep. I consumed little and I asked Dan, how could so many feces pump through my body when I did not eat. The doctor said I didn’t have irritable bowel syndrome. That was the good news. The bad news there was no cure.

Then Dengue Fever victims began to die from Covid in New York City, a connection found upon autopsy. I ordered Audible books from scientists and doctors. Research was taking place and brilliant minds were doing research. That helped.

I couldn’t understand why I gained so much weight, and had cravings for sugar and salt. I chose a gluten free diet. I was eating fresh food , organic and no fast food. Alcohol beer and wine were a thing of the past and yet my waistline expanded.

I had no answers and began to search the internet. It wasn’t futile and recommendations from others showed up in my inbox. Science and research and studies were taking place but they did not appear on main street media. I added The Wall Street Journal and The New York Times to my Kindle newspapers. I did little to no writing. I was very depressed and the tears came.

If you are interested in further research about Covid, I recommend Breathless by David Quammen.

My name is Scribble