Post Viral Syndrome: How My Body Shut Down on Me During the Pandemic - GoodHousekeeping.com
It was March 25, 2020, just as New York had gone into lockdown as the emerging epicenter of the pandemic, when a healthcare professional I'd never met in real life presented me with an impossible choice. Either I'd risk dying in my sleep of what she called a possible pulmonary embolism or head to an emergency room where COVID-19 was rampantly spreading like wildfire. "It could be a panic attack," the doctor said, adding, "I'd suggest you'd go to the ER to rule out a blood clot." Maskless along with hundreds of others, I'd just returned home a few days prior on a flight from London, where I was visiting my boyfriend. Then, COVID-19 came for New York, replacing its usual bustle with an eerie stillness. It was a taste of things to come when we were greeted on the jet bridge with a fleet of nurses to take everyone's temperature. This long, international flight was the reason the doctor thought a blood clot might have caused the incident and urged...