Marie Louise O’Donnell endured a horrific experience with Covid
It hurts to undress and wash. The shooting muscle pains become like new lava eruptions across my chest and arms and torso and legs. I cannot eat. I cannot stand. The only life is lying down.
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The next seven days are petrifying. I feel so weak that the only thing to do to feel alive is to cry. And I cry with the pain in my head and in my muscles and in my hands and feet. And I cry because I have no control over the virus. No control over anything and the virus will not relent. And I cry because I am out of control whatever that ever meant. Maybe it was always thus and I just ignored it. But I am drifting. I cannot hold on. It is no longer possible.