MY HUSBAND WAS HOSPITALIZED WITH COVID-19
How the Coronavirus rocked my world.
My husband and I flew back to Kentucky to visit with family during Christmas. It was a jam-packed week of parties, visits, last-minute shopping; again all very typical since moving to Florida over eight years ago.
On the last day, we both felt run down, mildly flu-like. We brushed it off as exhaustion and put on a good face for our family before our flight back home. When we arrived at the airport, we learned our flight was on a 4-hour delay. As we waited for our flight, my husband began to feel more and more ill. When our plane finally arrived, I was never more happy to have a nonstop flight.
The next day we both stayed in bed to sleep and recover. While my symptoms were very mild, my husband was only getting worse. His persistent dry cough and shortness of breath kept him up throughout the night. He had insatiable chills and warm baths only momentarily eased his discomfort. His teeth chattering was terrifying to watch at times. When my healthy 40-year-old husband’s heart rate spiked to 150 bpm, I rushed him to the emergency room New Year’s Eve.
Thankfully, it was early evening and could be seen right away. After running multitudes of tests for the flu, pneumonia, and his heart, the doctor and nursing staff were baffled. Their prognosis was, “You have a really nasty virus your body is trying to fight.” So much so, it had affected his heart rate to spike. We were sent home and told to hydrate and rest.
It still took another two weeks before my husband really felt well again. As a precaution, we were encouraged to follow up with a cardiologist due to his abnormal EKG reading at the hospital. All the heart tests came back in the normal range allowing us to finally put this behind us, or so we thought.
By March, my husband and I knew he had COVID-19 back in December. His cardiologist who treated him was 95% certain he had it based on his symptoms and how his heart was affected during the virus. So we have stayed self-quarantined since mid-March for the safety of our family since he has now surpassed the anti-body immunity time period.
It’s funny how once you start writing with one angle in mind, how your whole perspective can change just, like, that?
I sat down with the intention of explaining what I do daily to keep a positive mindset during self- quarantine. But this experience has really enlightened me on how incredibly grateful I am of our situation.
I believe living in Florida saved my husband’s life. If we would have been living in a cold-weather state during this time, we may have had a far different outcome. My mind continually plays back to actor Nick Cordero’s story. Also learning that certain nationalities (he’s half Iranian) are more susceptible to be hospital-bound with this virus, we are very lucky he recovered like he did. My husband is my soul mate, my best friend, my partner in this crazy world. I can’t imagine my life without him. I can never be more grateful for how this experience has brought us even closer together.