Despair to Discernment: Health Back After Long COVID

This Post is in response to

5 min challenge: Health

To speak about our health journeys and the knowledge we’ve uncovered along the way.

For me, this isn’t just a health story. It’s a story of rebuilding a life, piece by piece, after it was quietly and violently dismantled.

Before COVID, I was the kind of person who cared deeply about wellness. Holistic health wasn’t a trend to me, it was a value. Integrative medicine was how I lived. I ate clean, stayed grounded, prioritized the balance of body, mind, and spirit. I'm a Yogi, a Swimmer, a Golfer...That paints the picture.... I never imagined how quickly all of that could fall apart.

Then came LONG COVID. Slowly, mysteriously, everything changed. I wasn’t just tired, I was cognitively gone. I had heart damage, brain inflammation, and a nervous system that no longer felt like my own. And yet… the worst part wasn’t the illness. It was the DISMISSAL.

My first doctor told me" I was lucky" ... He said others were dying or paralyzed and since I wasn’t either, I’d be fine. He sent me home with Paxlovid — a barely trialed drug — and no answers. I wasn’t fine. I was scared, confused, and quietly unraveling.

Looking back, that was the moment I learned one of the hardest truths of all: No one is coming to save you. And sometimes, the people closest to you — even well-meaning ones — may urge you toward choices that don’t align with your values or your body.

I was encouraged, even pressured, to take medications and vaccines I didn’t feel right about. And I did. And they made things worse. I don’t say this lightly, and I don’t say it to scare anyone. I say it to remind you: YOUR BODY IS YOURS!!! Your intuition matters. And we must never hand over our health without discernment.

So how did I begin to heal?

I didn’t give up. For over two years, I lived in a fog. I couldn’t write emails. I’d sit in the same chair for hours and forget where I was.... Even brushing my teeth felt like a task.... But I kept asking questions. I kept searching.... And eventually, I found a compassionate doctor who truly listened. She discovered the cause: a leaky heart valve, blood flowing backward. Brain inflammation. A nervous system under siege. We created a plan. We treated the heart first, we treated the brain. But most important, I returned to my compass.

I dove deep into research. I studied plants, minerals, sunlight, and circulation. I found concentrated chlorophyll pills, a game-changer for my brain and blood. I added magnesium. Vitamin D3. Beet juice. Avocados. Real food. Real light. Somatics gentle movement HUGE for me.... Slow, quiet rebuilding.

And after three years? I’m here. Alive. Awake. Stronger.

Not perfect, but grounded. Clear. And forever changed.

This story isn’t medical advice. It’s a reminder to be your own ADVOCATE , ask questions, write wills... reclaim sovereignty over your body, especially when the world is shouting louder than your intuition.

If you’re in the dark right now, I see you. Start with what you can control....And remember, healing doesn’t always look like a miracle....Sometimes, it’s Sunshine, chlorophyll, beet juice, or one clear breath at a time.

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