A few people reached out so I wanted to respond publicly: I was hospitalized for two weeks in May for a mental health/substance abuse issue. I transferred to residential program until this past Saturday. Friday night I had a stomach ache and was awake all night coughing. Saturday morning I didn’t feel any better. I was brought by ambulance to a hospital near my residential program where I was diagnosed with an UTI from which the infection had spread to my lungs. I was short of breath, my heart rate through the roof, and my oxygen levels were low. I was sure I was dying.
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I’ve spent the last few days on oxygen, getting EKGs, having CAT Scans and ultrasounds. I’m exhausted and sore, but am breathing on my own and my heart is close to normal range. I’ll be discharged tomorrow, pending my FORTH COVID test (my body went into fight mode and I almost punched the nurse. F covid). The first three were all negative.
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I’m pretty open about this stuff so ask away. And if you need help – with mental health, substance use, and apparently COVID tests, I’m your girl. Reach out. You don’t have to do it alone.
