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Elizabeth faces a recovery period of up to six months, But She feels She has to be a Second Chance

Elizabeth, 49, white, That You are lucky to be alive. After falling seriously ill with Covid-19, She was hospitalized earlier this month. This is their story to tell which You chose, in part, to The Hospital staff That treated You .

The First indication I had That something was was right on a Friday.

I felt more tired than normal, and when I went to bed, I was exhausted. This Was a particularly tough weekend.

On Monday, I've always been pain in my legs, the agony. I thought it was a pinched nerve and took a couple of paracetamol, But The Doctors told me later, The Virus was Gone and directly into my muscles. I had a cough, But it was not persistent, People think is always The Sign . I was bed bound for about a week, But then as soon as I Get Out at the gas station get some of the provisions - That was when it Hit Me .

I returned Home feeling cold and shivering. At one point I had four Hot Water bottles on the sofa, and two and I just couldn't get warm.

Then The Fever set in.

it felt like My Body was On Fire , and I was getting splitting headaches. I couldn't eat anything, I was vomiting and absolutely wringing wet with sweat, and my breathing began getting harder and harder.

I Am asthmatic and I really worried, But I still thought I could drive this Home . Within a couple of days ago, I was slipping in and Out of consciousness, and I have vague memories of my 15-year-old son says to me, he would be called 111 [the NHS non-emergency helpline] for me. The paramedics arrived and I remember hearing The Ambulance outside, saying: "She is very bad, we need to put them in. "He put an oxygen mask on me and led me to The Vehicle .

one Of my kids had called My Mother , June, and She was there to observe. That was one of the hardest things: You can see The Look of perplexity on her face. But They could not come near, because She has a Heart Condition and is to start with a High Risk of The Virus .

When we arrived at The Hospital , we were in a queue of ambulances waiting to off-load patients at A& E. I was there for about Three Hours until we get to the series. They put me in a wheelchair and I remember You said You had no cabins, They were at full capacity.

I sat listening with eyes closed To Everything - People , we rush around, phones ringing, General restlessness.

The Nurse said: "I have, swab You for Covid-19. "He put the swab stick So Far down on the Back of my throat That I was gagging, And Then , as I recovered, He Said : "Now I have to do it in your nose. "This Was followed by a series of blood tests and chest X-Ray.

I felt pummelled. All I could think was "What the hell?" I felt like I was in the past. I remember a different nurse comes and tells me: "Just so You know, your X-Ray results come Back - You have a pneumonia in the lung, and You must be on oxygen 24/7. "

At one point, I felt The Most Almighty pain in my chest, like I was, are compressed with plates of concrete. They told me it was the pneumonia attack on my lungs, and She gave me A Shot of morphine. This Was followed by a terrible stabbing pain in my stomach, as bad as the contractions, and I cried Out : "I can't! I can't go on!" By The Time eased the pain, I was almost mad.

There were only four beds in my Cove and everyone in it had a positive effect Covid-19 tested and had a health Problem. Two other women already there were diabetic, and a third woman was with me after a few days.

I don't remember much of The First couple of days, only Nurses come in and Out all The Time , and to disinfect the cleaning staff come in. Most of The Noise was from me, The Bell and snapped rang to drinks of water. I was so weak, it is Everything , what to say, I was able to manage That , and "chest of drawers". I watched The Nurses - They were all working a minimum of 12-hour shifts. You could just see They were completely exhausted.

One evening, I saw A Man in what was thought to be our all-female ward. I rang The Bell and The Nurse came in and said That he was The Son of The Woman in The Bed with me, and That You are an "end-of-life" patients. I felt terribly sad for You , But at the same time thought: "well, I've got someone to die about six feet from me, waiting for basically is to, and I'll listen to it. "You had The Curtains pulled round our beds, we still have a certain degree of privacy.

That was when I began to hallucinate. I was always memories of conversations I had in My Life and People I had met. At one point I thought: "Am I alive or dead? These flashbacks mean, I'm already making the transition to death? It is what People mean when They talk about your life passing before You when You die?" And Then I say: "no, I don't think I'm actually dead, because there is no White Light and No Angels , and no one after me called. "

Then, suddenly - it was in the Early Hours I Heard a Male Nurse at The Door : "She 's Gone . "The poor woman was me died to.

I Waited For You to come and remove them from your body, But nothing happened. The lady who was the body there for what seemed like Hours before She finally came. They were to clean it And Then wrap it in plastic, like the packaging. Then I Heard You , put You in a body bag, zip it up, and say: "On The Count of three... one... two... three. "

The Noise of the body comes in contact with a metal Trolley That is a sound You will not forget.

Someone started cleaning where the wife had been and lemon exudes fragrance, to try to freshen up The Smell . With The Day I was Just Looking at an empty bed. The Day before, I was looking at someone, and now The Bed was empty. This thought really affected me.

I just started The Woman in The Bed diagonally across from me. She slipped into a coma, and I watched Her Daughter come and say desperately: "Mama, I'm' s! Mom, it's me!" and it was pathetic, because The Woman was already "Gone ". It sounds terrible, But I was waiting for You for two nights, to die actually, it was very stressful. The Woman next to me was getting better and She noticed That we were in a Bay, where 50% died and 50% had lived, and we were on the lucky side of The Room .

I had fought to Stay Alive . After he was almost finished, until the start, I had told me: "no, I gotta go, I'm not going to yet. I'm 49, I'm not ready to die, not only for me But for my children and My Family and Friends . "My Sister , Lorraine, and My Brother , Richard, had written a SMS, me With Love and support, and That gave me The Will to fight it.

the 8 was. April and I remember the Full Moon and thought to myself That This Was the beginning of a new lunar cycle, and I take this as A Sign I'm on the path of recovery.

Unfortunately, the comatose wife is died after Two Days and again I Heard the same process. The plastic, the zip, the Trolley and the cleaning.

What saved My Life , maybe a Male Nurse , said to me: "If The Doctors say You are medically fit to Go Home -! You don't make the mistake of staying in The Hospital , because They feel a bit weak. Believe me, I've seen it go on this Station every patients, said The Doctors , 'You can Go Home ", and have argued, to say That You don't feel 100% and just Want One more night in The Hospital - each of them has to contract a secondary disease, as this is a High Risk Covid community and They all died. "

on the same day, They tested my blood Oxygen Saturation levels and I scratched. The Doctor said: "You made it just so. I'm glad to discharge to You ". I was so Excited , I was going to Go Home .

outside It was freezing. I had only a hospital gown and flip-flops, But I could feel the air on my face, and I was thrilled. I don't know the name of The Female ambulance, But She was an Angel - She had started her shift at 06:00, and She was picking me up at 00:20 - You had an 18-hour day.

This is what these People do. It's not just The Nurses and doctors. It is The People That drive the ambulances. It is The Paramedic crews. It is The Woman doing at the front Desk to the admin. The Man is Cleaning Up after a Dead Body . It is the porter to take them down to the morgue.

Source of news: bbc.com