My oncologist encouraged me to write my covid journey. "People need to read what happened from the point of view of someone who had and survived severe covid. It's history that needs to be told" he said.
I've been unable to write a book of my experience. The closeness of God too precious and the pain of this disease to raw to find words.
Penelope Childers wrote the book my doctor hoped to read: A Window of Hope: How We Survived COVID-19.
Here's my amazon review of A Window of Hope:
"The history, the heartbreak, the hope of a global pandemic that brought both unity and division. Penelope Childers takes us into her heart of peace as she determines to survive covid-19 from her ICU hospital room. Her daughter, Megan Pascual, writes of the frustration and horror in the hearts of family shut off on the other side of the hospital walls. A Window of Hope is a brilliant account of the facts and the feelings of life during the covid-19 pandemic."
Penelope's story and mine are similar, but different. We are close to the same age and suffered with covid at the same time. She was in ICU in a big-city California hospital. My ICU bed was in a small hospital (some would call rural) upstate New York. I was in a pleasant isolation room on the covid floor where I watched the sun come up every morning. Penny began her hospital journey in a curtained cubicle with other covid patients nearby. I brushed my teeth daily. Health care workers washed my hair and provided water and soap and lotion for me to take care of my daily needs. Penelope's teeth were not brushed for weeks. Nor was she able to bathe. Yikes! Penny's husband and daughter were present through a window. Three stories up and unable to walk, I communicated with my family through facebook. Penny suffered severe constipation. I did not. Penny went to rehab. I went home.
Hospitals treated covid patients differently, but always with great care and comfort. Dear healthcare workers did their best with this mystery disease, as they tried to sort the mess of covid attacking each patient in a variety of symptoms, side effects, and sicknesses. covid survivors live with heart, lung, and brain damage, while others do not.
Although separated by miles and different symptoms,
One truth was sure.
Penny and I both experienced the overwhelming presence and peace of our loving Jesus.
God consumed us as He healed us.
"Jesus Christ is the same yesterday, and today, and forever"
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