It had to happen eventually. After the European travel and jiujitsu camp, after the 4th vaccine, after two years of safety, Covid hit me. It hit me hard. I knew it would and frankly, I have worried about its long-term effects on my PKD, lungs and heart. Still, like death and to quote Tori Amos, “Can’t stop what’s coming, can’t stop what is on its way”.
I have to say that no matter what the politics of America likes to suggest, Covid is awful. As a PKD person, this may have been some of the hardest moments of my days during the past few years. I had five days in absolute bed rest with maybe only an hour of meal preparation a day. Nothing felt ok. Nothing felt like it would ever be okay again. I had fever. I had some serious pain. I had nightmares wherein I felt messages that my dna was being rewritten in the night. It was horrific. I still feel like that may have well happened. All of that being said; I was healthy and ready for Covid, at another moment in my time this might have killed me.
So…yeah. How about the Ren.Nu program? I am not sure what to say other than nothing mattered more than a Snickers bar for about 5 days. I had no appetite, ate nothing except for sugar and got maybe 700 calories a day. It sucked. I hated it all and the tealized at the end of it that I had lost my sense of smell 100 percent. I put on my favourite perfume before bed and smelt nothing. Now I understood why the room smelled but I did not know it. Losing your ability to smell is a disaster; not realizing that you had for a few days is disturbing.
Otherwise I am doing okay. I am still hitting 0.6 on my ketones and losing weight overall. I feel awful and have no desire to eat except for the most random of cravings and I just have to accept those despite the idea of diet. If I can only eat a double chocolate donut from Tim Horton’s on the ride to PEI, then that is what it is. My calorie count is tiny, so whatever. I need to just get through Covid; I am not there yet.
I made it home to Prince Edward Island after two days of driving and it will take a few more days to get back to normal. I also officially signed up for the World Masters in Las Vegas next month despite all common sense. The game is afoot and all I can do is play.
At the end of this week, I feel a mess, but I also feel pretty solid. For me to sign on for Worlds while reconfirm Covid must mean that I believe in my dietary lifestyle changes and the way I am moving forward. Let’s see how it goes, but despite the awful physical challenges of Covid this past week I feel like I have a program that works to get me to the other side. Not bad, not bad at all. Eating lots of seafood and avocado on the Island, and made it to a jiujitsu class yesterday.
However, my lungs and heart are just not normal. Took a LOT out of me to do a 5km run and the class at Gracie PEI, but I also felt like I needed to push my body a bit to recover. Apathy can create entropy in body systems sometimes.