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The Cycle of Waking Up
Oodlie inspired by a blog post from Jo Joseph Foster. Below is are two paragraphs from 'Stuff I don't talk about'
".... I got sick. Very sick. In high school. I had a coxsackie virus. Part of the ‘coxsackie B’ strain, for what it’s worth. Oh, and this particular virus is resistant to most treatments. Joy (insert a sarcasm font right there if you will). It affects your central nervous system. And there is no vaccine. You just have to wait it out… It can also become an autoimmune disease, whereby your body starts attacking itself instead of the virus. Double joy. In most cases, with Coxsackie B strain, your body can attack the heart wall, causing things like myocarditis and the likes… You can take betablockers. But then you’re on them for life. Supposedly.
".... I got sick. Very sick. In high school. I had a coxsackie virus. Part of the ‘coxsackie B’ strain, for what it’s worth. Oh, and this particular virus is resistant to most treatments. Joy (insert a sarcasm font right there if you will). It affects your central nervous system. And there is no vaccine. You just have to wait it out… It can also become an autoimmune disease, whereby your body starts attacking itself instead of the virus. Double joy. In most cases, with Coxsackie B strain, your body can attack the heart wall, causing things like myocarditis and the likes… You can take betablockers. But then you’re on them for life. Supposedly.
In my case, it affected my heart. And my breathing. I couldn’t do a single thing without having violent heart palpitations. NOT. A. SINGLE. THING. I couldn’t lift, or even turn, my head without feeling like my heart would burst out of my chest. I couldn’t eat, because chewing would make my heart race. I’d lie dead still. I couldn’t lie on my side, because I could hear my heart beating violently through whichever ear I was lying on. And it’s not the heart palpitations you know of in everyday life, like when you’ve run up three flights of stairs. It’s way worse. It’s indescribable..." Read the full blog post on Jo Joseph's blog
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