re: I lost a good friend to Covid this morning. Was his progression typical?

In late July of last year I got Covid. I actually got tested and confirmed positive on a Tuesday. I took the recommended dosage of Ivermectin on Wednesday but continued going downhill. On Thursday I found a place to get the infusion but felt so bad that I couldn’t get out of bed to go. By Friday I tried to get into the ER but every hospital around was full so we backtracked and went to a minor emergency clinic under Memorial Hermann and 14 hours later I was on an ambulance to their big hospital in Humble, TX with double pneumonia and a Pulse Ox in the 80’s.

I was in ICU where they did everything they could but ultimately they gave me the decision 6 days later to basically go on the vent or die. My choice and the odds of coming off the vent weren’t much better per my Dr. They said less than 10%. I made the decision to go on the vent after lots of praying, made some rough burial arrangements with my wife, went over life insurance, and finally called my kids and told them I loved them. All of that was really a blur honestly. I don’t remember anything while on the vent other than some pretty wild hallucinations. About day 4 on the vent they told my wife I probably wasn’t gonna make it. It was pretty rough from what I was told. My wife was pretty torn up. My family and friends back in Monroe held a prayer vigil for me at the Methodist church we used to belong too. Well I survived that day and started to recover bit by bit and on Day 7 of being on the vent, the docs thought I was good enough to try to come off and I did.

That was the start of a pretty rough 3 weeks of being on constant Oxygen and being extremely weak but I made it out of ICU and ultimately out of the hospital into rehab. After a full month in the hospital I started an uphill road to recovery after losing almost 40 pounds and pretty much all my strength. I know you ask what underlying conditions did I have and was I vaxxed? Well I had none and yes I was. I was 49 and maybe in the best shape of my life. I trained hard, lifted hard, ate clean, and was on top of all the things I thought I needed to have my immunity in balance to not get this shite this bad. I literally was the last dude anybody would thought would get beat down like this from CoVid but there I was. Well that was almost 6 months ago and by the grace of God I am still here and pretty much back to 100%.

Sorry for the War and Peace. That’s maybe the first time I really typed that whole ordeal out in words.