Bastard Corona

I wake up earlier than usual. In a hurry, I wash myself and eat breakfast. Additionally, I also make sandwiches and pack them into my backpack. Today I am going to Gdańsk,where I will participate in a research project. I have been struggling with severe pain and muscle weakness for a long time. The tests should confirm the initial diagnosis and indicate options for further treatment. The whole thing started four years ago. And this is the third or fourth battle, for health and fitness, in my life. The previous victory was related to the treatment of Lyme disease. The two previous losses or drawbacks were also related to Lyme disease. Only then it was not recognized and properly diagnosed. For this, the treatment was not successful, and the problem persisted.

After successfully curing Lyme disease in 2010, I came back to life from the underworld. Before that, I was weighing 59 kg. at a height of 180 cm. I slept for several hours a day, got up after 11 a.m., everything hurt and I was walking like a zombie. After two months of treatment with antibiotics, I was a completely different person. It only needed three or four hours of sleep a night, and I was full of energy. Which even blew me apart. Then I decided to return to my old passions. Accomplish the projects I put aside due to illness and the lack of energy. Before the illness, I worked as a graphic designer for advertising agencies. I have also worked on architectural, urban, and technical projects. However, design, new media and fine arts were what attracted me the most to this career path. Therefore, the choice was obvious to me. I decided to start my own business and set up a design office.

SAMPLE WORKS DONE BEFORE TREATMENT OF LYME

I had to be rational about it. My body was exhausted after many years of illness. I was penniless and my finances were in a desperate state. Technology and the market pushed forward at a time when I was laid down by physical weakness. I had to fix it all before I got serious. I started by tackling my condition and fitness. With long walks and regular exercise, I gradually gained strength. I had some experience in this, previously I went to physical therapy and the gym. There, the instructors gave me the necessary knowledge about how to exercise so as not to hurt myself and get fit. Now I was able to use it without searching for information or incur additional costs.

Fitness is so important, but so is nutrition. Here I had a lot of convenience, in my family home, proper nutrition was always taken care of. We were not followers of any vegan religion or something. My parents were of rural origin and organic food was our daily bread and a time-honoured tradition. I added a few specialized supplements to my daily menu, and it was over. The remaining question of workshop techniques and finances. My friends, and a twist of fate, helped me in these matters. I began to renew old acquaintances and talk about my plans. I had a lot of friends on the internet and media industries. I was able to quickly find out what was going on in the media market. My return to social activity in the Workers' Association Creators Culture helped me a lot. Where I took my first steps in serious creativity. There, I got access to training for animators and entrepreneurs. Thanks to them, I was able to quickly raise my competences and skills to the level required by the market. On the other hand, my friends gladly gave me advice, shared, or lent me equipment. I was able to catch up without major obstacles, despite the lack of adequate resources.

OPENING OF REVIEW THE WORKERS' ASSOCIATION CREATORS CULTURE

For all of this time I was struggling with financial problems. It was difficult for me to get money for current needs, opening my own office required considerable investments, for which I did not have funds. I, therefore, continued my other endeavours as far as possible. I went for an elective nasal septal surgery. It was supposed to make it easier for me to breathe, to clear my sinuses and to reduce the burden on my heart. When I was recovering from a complicated operation in the hospital, I found out about my Aunties’ death. My Aunty was one of the people I talked to often about my plans. She was also an entrepreneur and sincerely cheered me on in her creative activities. Also, I hear that she left a substantial inheritance, and I was one of the beneficiaries. I was told I would know the details soon.

The interested family members agreed to "read the will". Due to the weakness and the non-healed wounds after the surgery, I did not go there. Later, I found out from the report that my aunty had left me an apartment in Olsztyn and a large sum of money to start my business. It is also worth adding that she captured family members in her will and generally kept the so-called statutory section. That is, everyone included in the would get as much as the State would have granted them under the applicable law. The exception was the omission of two people and the addition of one person from outside the family. This situation offered me a chance for a new beginning and the acceleration in implementing my plans. I was aware that it would bring new challenges. Moving to another city 450 km away, proceedings and inheritance formalities. It was something I had not considered before, now I had to get on with it. It was only after a few weeks that I went to see the situation and take care of the formalities. What I found out on the spot did not look so positive. The inheritance case could be wet, within a few weeks, in administrative mode. Due to one unconscious formal error, proceedings were prepared before the Court, with claims from the people omitted in the will.

The reality was beyond my darkest imaginations. Inheritance proceedings that could end after a few weeks. It was transformed into a court case that was to last six months or even a year. In fact, it lasted four years, including the involvement of the Police and the Public Prosecutor's Office. In a word, it was rough. Not only did I lose a lot of time because of it, I also lost half of the money saved for me. Due to the additional costs of a protracted court case. When I was ready to start setting up my dream design office, I was completely disheartened and confused. After a long reflection, I found that I had come too far. I moved to another city. I had made new contacts with interesting circles that I had not planned before. Such as the Olsztyn Literary Club, the Olsztyn Gospel Workshops, the College Bacalarum Choir and other local initiatives. It was all an amazing adventure, despite the nightmare of the chronic inheritance case. Now I could not back down. I did not even want to, despite the deep frustration that I had expressed aloud many times. I decided to revise my plans, but not to abandon them and continue to pursue my dreams to the extent that the current situation allowed me.

I started a design office. I have purchased the necessary hardware and licenses for professional software. Slowly, I started to implement my first projects, write an inventory and report on events. Everything was starting to spin, and I was having a lot of fun. There was a lot going on in the area and it was difficult to keep up with everything that happened. Be it the Water Sports Fair, Fashion Shows, Auto Racing and so on. I was getting more and more active, and then my stomach started to fail. At first, I thought that it was stress that was making itself felt, and soon everything would calm down. However, after a few weeks, my stomach completely refused to cooperate. Eating, which I usually enjoyed, turned into a nightmare. Everything I put in my mouth was torture. In addition, I experienced constant abdominal pain, and painful constipation. After several months of trying to be treated and diagnosed in the Polish health care system, I received the diagnosis. Second degree gastritis with complications in the intestines and gastrointestinal tract. I started treating my stomach. Unfortunately, my plans collapsed, and my financial situation deteriorated dramatically. Despite all my best efforts, I had to close the design office, with a lot of financial loss. Fortunately, the treatment of the stomach itself brought about a quick improvement and today after lighting, no more sign.

I went to a full-time job at a local company to restore my finances. Things started to fall into place again when Lyme disease reappeared. I woke up one morning to find a pink itchy lump on my leg, near my ankle. It was like a mosquito bite, only three times as large. An insect must have bitten me at night. I got a little upset, I immediately started having a bad feeling. After a few days, the lump turned into a pink blotch. After a few weeks, she was still on the leg, a little larger and in a different shade. But I felt worse and worse. As if he had a cold all the time and everything was sore. This time I was sure it was Lyme disease. Unfortunately, the doctors I consulted did not share my opinion. Instead, they told me about other diseases that could not be confirmed. So, I changed my doctor and started Lyme treatment.

The first treatment attempt brought a short-term improvement, but after a few weeks the symptoms returned with increased intensity. After consulting other specialists, I decided to undergo hospital treatment of Lyme disease. I took a referral from my attending physician and started looking for a hospital where I would be admitted for treatment. From a very modest list, I chose the hospital in Pisz. The choice turned out to be extremely accurate. The hospital itself is small, heavily underinvested as is normal for the entire Polish health service. The hospital had competent and committed personnel who made up for other system deficiencies. The treatment went smoothly and brought the expected improvement. However, I was completely exhausted again. It was the middle of a capricious winter, and it was constantly raining or snowing outside. Lots of people had a cold. I did not lose hope and continued treatment despite numerous complications. But someone changed my attending physician, against my will. First, I gritted my teeth and thought it is not the time to argue, treatment and health are more important. It did not do much, it quickly turned out that we could not get along. Therefore, I changed doctor again. This time also, the decision and choice turned out to be right. I continued treatment of the complications with other specialists. My situation and condition clearly stabilized. That is when I encountered the coronavirus.

It was the beginning of 2017. Everyone complained about the weather. Winter was capricious, cool, and rainy. Most people had a cold or had had a cold. I was in exhaustive treatment and tried not to catch a cold. It seemed that I was starting to come out of the hole. Then everything collapsed, as if someone had turned off the light. I do not remember the first days of the infection, and later I also have large gaps in my memory. I know that I was lying helpless in my apartment and I was coughing very hard all night. At first, I thought it was the flu, and when I sweat it will pass in a week or two. The weeks passed and the cough persisted. Then there were breathing problems, bouts of breathlessness and anxiety. Acute sinusitis with chronic headache. And a whole bunch of ailments accompanying viral infections. All symptoms indicated an infection with SARS CoV coronavirus. What do you do in such a situation, start some new treatment? I was under the constant care of doctors and we could only observe the course of events. We tried to cheer the body on, to deal with the infection. At that time, my neighbours were also ill in a similar way. Two elderly neighbours were hospitalized with symptoms of SARS CoV. I was more fortunate and avoided such a necessity. However, we all feel the effects of this "adventure" until today.

At the time, discussion of the coronavirus in 2017 was not as loud as that in 2020, after the first global lockdown. Even then, the media warned against a new coronavirus, mysteriously called SARS CoV. Isolated cases of patients with respiratory failure have been described and presented. I quickly turned my attention to the culprit of my ailments, the SARS CoV coronavirus. Just as quickly, I realized that this knowledge would not be much use to me. There was no such awakened public awareness. There have been no coronavirus tests available. Information on SARS CoV has often been taken as a treat for connoisseurs of medicine. So, I decided to focus on treating symptoms and complications. Nota bene, this is also the case today. After all, the milk has already spilled.

The frightening thing about the coronavirus infection is the amount and intensity of the symptoms and complaints. When I started going through SARS CoV, I felt like I fell into a dark rushing river. It carried me with its restless current, and there was nothing I could do about it. Then I remembered one of the techniques taught in survival training. Which advises us not to fight the current when we find ourselves in such a situation. Just try to stay afloat and catch a breath. I decided to apply this advice in the situation that happened to me. I did not struggle to explain to everyone that I have the coronavirus, it would not do anything, but it would make my situation worse. I swam on with the tide of turbulent events, looking for an option to go to the quiet shore.

So, I waded through the grey, crude reality of the Polish health care system. A reality to which I have already got used to and learned to tolerate. Where modernity meets the Middle Ages. Empathy and competence are mixed with pettiness or simple reluctance. Throughout this process, it was a big challenge for me to communicate effectively with others. Memory lapses, dementia and other unpleasant ailments made it difficult to communicate with the environment. I have discussed many times with a doctor during visits. I tried to give him a picture of my ailments and suspicions related to it. It was difficult to concentrate my thoughts, remember all the threads and express them properly. Which quite often happens after a coronavirus infection. It caused many misunderstandings. Sometimes there was almost a quarrel, and then usually it turned to unanimity and consensus.

This experience has taught me empathetic assertiveness. Previously, when I had difficulty communicating with the doctor, I was usually nervous with him. I would back down and not discuss the problem further. After a few such situations, I started to mentally prepare myself for each visit. Just like before a job interview, I treated it like a health interview. In my mind, I noted the problems and issues that I wanted to raise during the visit. I thought about what to say about each topic, so that I would be fully understood. This greatly improved the visits and reduced the number of misunderstandings. It helped me to assert my arguments without causing unnecessary tensions. The SARS CoV coronavirus causes many unpleasant ailments. It is an instinct to want to be free from them, but when I tried to replace them all at once. Then the picture of a hypochondriac that was starting to overdo it emerged. It did not help solve the problems. So, I started selecting the most bothersome symptoms, one, two or three. In one conversation with the doctor, I tried to stick to that one symptom. Unless the doctor asked about other ailments. Back then, I tried to list the strongest ones without going into details. This greatly improved the healing process. At the same time, I tried to remember that the doctor is also human and has his own worries. And besides me, there are many other sick people, often much more.

The weeks passed and the situation began to stabilize. During this time, for many months, I received the health benefit which was my only source of income. Such a benefit is granted to people who are very ill for a short time. So, I had to think of some other solution. I was too weak and broken to go back to my previous job. I could not handle such a condition. Therefore, I started looking for less physical work. I thought to myself in this way: in demanding work I will not do well now, and a little exercise during physical work will help me regain my condition and fitness. Lower earnings resulting from such a solution were not a problem in the current situation. The first attempts to find work were unsuccessful. However, eventually, I got a job.

When I started my new job, I immediately informed my employer that I had had Lyme disease inpatient treatment. I did not say anything about the coronavirus for the reasons mentioned above. The employer and colleagues showed their full understanding and gave me a reduced rate from the very beginning. My closest associates patiently helped me with the many mistakes that often happened to me then. Even though the job was much below my professional qualifications. Due to my health and condition, it was perfect for me and gave me a lot of satisfaction. That summer was beautiful compared to the previous winter. There was now the possibility to commute to the office, which was in a picturesque area, surrounded by forests. It was a salutary change, after forced closure, in the four walls of the apartment.

A few months later, I had the opportunity to change my job to a more attractive, but also more demanding one. I took advantage of this chance. At that time, I also informed about my illness and received full understanding. In the new job, expectations were higher due to the company's business profile. Ailments and decreased efficiency after experiencing Lyme disease and coronavirus handed me a lot of difficulties. The things that I used to do automatically now took me a lot more time and effort. However, the work itself gave me great satisfaction and I did not get discouraged by minor failures. I was aware that I had gone through a big crisis and that it would take me a long time to regain fitness. So, I tried to be understanding with myself.

One of the basic methods of treating complications after viral infections, in addition to taking medications, is physical therapy. Therefore, I took a referral to a physical therapist. After learning about my history and condition, they recommended an appropriate set of rehabilitation exercises. With a referral from the doctor, I went to the physical therapy office. Of course, I had to wait for everything, such a specificity of the system. The inconveniences resulting from the low efficiency of the system were compensated by the physical therapists. They carried out the doctor's recommendations very professionally and in a committed manner, they also deepened the diagnosis of my physical condition and adjusted the exercises and treatments accordingly. They also gave me their opinions and recommendations regarding further rehabilitation. Which I could, and should, continue by myself. I eagerly complied with the above recommendations. Step by step, I was improving my fitness. When I felt much better, I started going to Pilates gymnastics classes. I passed on to the information to the instructor, conducting the classes, about my health condition and troublesome ailments and then I joined the training group without much difficulty. Even though my condition was slightly different from the group level, the activities and exercises themselves turned out to be very appropriate. The Pilates method is very similar to rehabilitation gymnastics, only a bit more technically and physically demanding. But it gives great results. Other exercise methods, such as yoga, tai-chi, and Zumba, should be equally effective.

I adjusted my diet and saw great improvement in my well-being and health. Earlier, when I had gastritis, I had drastically limited my consumption of meat, animal fats, and chocolate. Replacing them with vegetable products rich in protein and fats. It was a very good solution for the stomach and digestive system. However, after the coronavirus hit, such nutrition was not enough. Many of the complications of SARS CoV are neurological in nature. Where a diet rich in protein and animal fats is recommended. So, if possible, the diet should be adjusted to these needs. That is why I started using protein supplements for athletes. I went back to eating a moderate amount of meat, animal fats, and chocolate. The effect of improving well-being and fitness came very quickly.

As my condition and fitness improved, I began to gain more and more optimism and vigour. More and more often I thought back to my plans, from before the collapse of my health. I started going to events and making short reports of them. I had to sell most of the better-quality equipment to cover medical and maintenance costs. However, the one device I had left was enough to take good quality photos and videos. Which I was able to publish on Social Media. It was another important step for me in regaining fitness and my life. The bothering ailments and the lack of energy was much easier for me to overcome. This was all helped by participating in the things related to my passion, design, new media, and fine arts.

HORSES OF APOCATASTASIS

Systematically, calmly taking the next steps on the path of recovery. It brought better and better results from month to month.

• treatment of symptoms and complications

• rehabilitation and physical activity

• adapted diet

• professional activity

• social activity

• practicing passion

It allowed me to deal efficiently with the ailments after the coronavirus and return to an active life.

Then a virus emerged, which I believe is more dangerous than SARS CoV. Virus of Hatred, Intolerance and Prejudice. This virus has consumed fever, human minds since the dawn of time. Causing underestimated consequences and losses. Before, countless times, I have encountered manifestations of dislike, harassment, or hatred. To a large extent, I have developed immunity to them. But this time it worked like the effect of cooking a frog. The social situation, political and ideological tensions increased from year to year. This was often expressed in interpersonal or neighbourly relations. For me, as a person with a history of coronavirus, with numerous ailments, it was very troublesome. I felt skinned and painful situations touched live meat.

I was sick more and more often, and previously healed ailments returned. The stress was wreaking havoc on my body. I had more and more difficulties with my work. In mid-2019, I was left unemployed and in a deplorable state. Attempts to get out of the deadlock, improve health, and return to work had failed. I ended up on an unemployment benefit for the chronically ill. I was in this state, the first global lockdown due to the coronavirus pandemic. We are currently facing the spectre of a second global lockdown, and the economic situation is increasingly difficult. It is no longer a dark rushing river; it is a valley of shadow and death. Which we will have to go through. Not everyone can do it, some will stay there forever. I believe that those who pass through it will be more resistant to the coronavirus, and to the virus of hate, intolerance, and prejudice. More resistant and wiser about experiences, we will be able to start over.

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