Covid, day 5

It has been quite a journey my body and I have had. I became a witness to the phenomenon of changing from strong and healthy to a fatigued and lethargic individual. From the first signs of a sore throat to the loss of taste, I had the mature patience to observe this change and accept the fact that my body hosts a virus with a specific life cycle.

The fact that nobody urged me to recover soon and resume my work at an office or a school made me more reluctant and patient. Once my wrath was gone and only bitterness remained, I was able to listen to my body and notice the changes.

On the fifth day of the virus, I can observe its death and the victory of my body. The last signs of fever were more than a day ago, and today I woke up without the discomfort of the sore throat that was so severe it even prevented me from swallowing my saliva. My nose is still running, my voice is still husky, I still cough up phlegm, my lymph nodes are still swollen, and I am still exhausted, but I feel optimistic. According to the doctor, I can go out after the fifth day if I have a mask on. The dreary part is behind me, and the road to recovery is open ahead. The aches have lessened, and the signs of depression that had started seeping through are gone.

Along with the departing symptoms, my wrath and bitterness seem to have left the building too. I still think that everything was wrong, but it happened, and my remorse didn't change it. Now, it's time to take care of this body that has successfully endured the virus and survived with the sole aid of paracetamol and rest. More than ever, I respect my body, value it, and will do everything I can to maintain it and strengthen it. We need to slow down to listen to our body and its needs. Only when I had nothing else to do but observe, I was able to help it heal. All these years, I used to push it to heal to continue doing something it hated: being stuck in a chair at someone's office. Negative emotions only made everything worse. Today, the love for my body makes everything glow.

Thank you for being strong after all these years of abuse. You deserve the best, and you will have it.