I never would have thought it would ever come to this when I started this website… I felt so safe and untouchable, so far away from the world. On Tuesday the 12th of January I received a positive result for my SARS-CoV-2 test. I have an exceptionally high viral load, qualifying as superspreader. As I am suffering from auto-immune diseases I was particularly scared of contracting the virus.
I had been for a run last Friday and felt sick the next day. I thought it was just a cold. I coughed a bit and felt very tired. On Sunday I had the impression I might have lost my taste but then dismissed it as paranoia.
When I received news of the positive test by phone, I was shocked and really scared, because I had read so much about it from the start, especially medical information. Damaged lungs, lifelong breathing troubles…
I was scheduled to receive my treatment for ankylosing spondylitis and Crohn’s disease this Friday. But it had to be cancelled due to Covid, because it lowers my immunity. I still don’t know when I will be able to resume it. I cannot really function without it…
Once you’re ill, you only get iller over time, that’s just how it is. It is bad luck to start with and then just fucked up statistics… There is no fairness to life
Thursday I blocked a friend on Twitter because yet another one’s of his sarcastic remarks had pissed me off. I didn’t answer him or write back, I simply blocked him and unblocked him again the next day. But he had already sent me several messages to let me know how rude my behaviour had been. He didn’t apologize. Why should I? I won’t apologize because I tweet too much. Sorry but that won’t happen. I don’t apologize for eating too much chocolate either
Be weirder than Covid, make the bastard flee. Play with the vulnerable state it puts you in. Mock death, challenge it, don’t be afraid to stare it in the eye, smiling. Because death fears nothing more than the joy of living
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Blaise Cendrars
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