The week of January 24, 2021 I started feeling bad. To be honest, I thought it was my usual winter allergy attack. I felt really good on Tuesday, January 26th, but by 10pm that night I had a fever. On Wednesday, January 27th I went and had a rapid COVID test. It was positive. I went home, went to bed, and over the next 8 days struggled like I have never struggled before. My main symptoms were a fever, severe headache, extreme fatigue, and a back ache that was some of the worst pain I have ever experienced in my life. Around day 5 or 6, the dry cough started and my breathing became difficult. I monitored my blood/oxygen levels. Thankfully they were never a problem. I lost my appetite, though I never lost my taste or smell. It was a horrible experience. I probably should have gone to the hospital, but to be honest, I thought if I went to the hospital I would never come out. There was one night I started coughing and could not catch my breath. My heart started racing so fast I thought it was going to explode. I’m not afraid to die, but this was scary. I reached out to the leaders of my church for prayer. I then reached out to several of my pastor friends in Honduras and to my friends on death-row. I needed prayer warriors and I have learned that God listens to the prayers of prisoners. Somewhere around day 8-10, I woke up in the middle of the night and took a deep breath. I felt normal. It was as if the virus just left…”poof”…it was gone. it was surreal. I am still tired. I am still taking it easy. I know there is a long road to recovery, but the feeling that it was over was a relief. I survived!
I am thankful for God’s sustaining grace and for His healing power. I am forever grateful for all those who prayed for me. I am especially thankful for my beautiful wife, Misty. She is the strongest person I know. She took care of me and prayed over me. And I praise God that she never had the first symptom of the sickness. I truly do not know what I would have done without her.
I took all the precautions I could not to get COVID. I wore my mask, washed my hands, and practiced social distance. I have not gone that many places. Our church is still meeting virtually. I have no idea how I got COVID, but it got me.
COVID is real! It affects everyone differently, but I am telling you it is real and it is a lot worse than the flu.
I’m told I cannot get COVID again for 90 days. I am praying I am able to get the vaccine within those 90 days. I don’t want to go through what I went through again, ever. I don’t want anyone to experience what I experienced.
Please take this virus seriously.
Please wear your mask, wash your hands, and practice social distancing.
Many people have lost loved ones to this sickness. My heart breaks for those people. I know I could have been one of them.