I was anxious prior to the six-year anniversary of my concussion — cruel anticipation finally leading to a shower cry. But I was fine on January 4th.
Actually, I was great. I lay in bed with COVID symptoms, but the chills and muscle aches and fatigue didn’t faze me. I have spent so much time in bed resting with post-concussive syndrome that it almost felt like a relief to have an illness overshadow whatever this is.
A different kind of headache, a comfortable kind of tiredness. The last thing I want to do is dismiss the pain and death and grief that COVID has caused for so many people.
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