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TheDigitalAlchemist
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OCT 09, 04:51 PM
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I LOVE YOU, MAN - KEEP FIGHTING THAT &^$%^$% BEAST!!!!
XOXO
-Rumor[This message has been edited by TheDigitalAlchemist (edited 10-09-2020).]
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Raydar
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OCT 09, 05:17 PM
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Thanks for sharing your thoughts, Chris. I hope and pray for your quick and complete recovery.
And yeah... I know it's real. I'm just trying to not do anything dumb, in spite of other peoples' best efforts. 
My supervisor and her husband both had it, and are fine now. Her main symptoms were headaches, extreme fatigue, and loss of smell and taste. Her symptoms lingered, on and off, for several weeks.
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Rickady88GT
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OCT 09, 05:51 PM
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Sorry man. I am hoping the best for you and loved ones.
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Fiero Thomas
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OCT 09, 06:26 PM
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take care of yourself. We are all hoping for the best. Prayers to you and your family
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Rickady88GT
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OCT 09, 07:18 PM
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Staying in the hospital sux. Nothing to do, no drive to do anything but leave. People coming and going, noise all through the day and night.
Hang in there man, you got this.
I guess this didn't turn out to be the motivational speech I wanted to give, but I guess that's why I didn't make a living speaking,..LOL
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Blacktree
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OCT 09, 07:43 PM
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Best wishes, Chris! 
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82-T/A [At Work]
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OCT 10, 10:35 AM
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Looking for an update on how you're doing today, let us know...
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Marko
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OCT 10, 01:01 PM
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We are all pulling for you Chris.
This virus is no hoax. It hits some people harder than others.
Hope you start to improve in the very near future.
Best wishes.------------------
Marko.
'85 SE 2M6 Muncie 4 speed.
a.k.a "The Rumble Seat"
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Synthesis
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OCT 10, 02:15 PM
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Yesterday was a very difficult day for me, emotionally speaking. I’m normally a pretty stoic person when it comes to publicly showing emotion like that. There was a point in my life where I would let the demons of despair rule me because I was not capable of keeping them at bay due to my autism and inability to self-regulate. I haven’t succumbed to them in many years, and to have them waltz right in acting as if they’d never left really left me gasping for metaphorical breath.
My self pity is done. I’m still scared, for good reason, but no more woe is me. I don’t have time for it or those demons, and I’m evicting the little bastards as we speak.
The amazing levels of support from everyone who has seen, commented, shared, and reacted to my posts blew the storm clouds out of the sky, and it is a beautiful day both in my “rooftop rock garden” outside my room, and in my outlook today. Thank you all. I was moved to tears many times yesterday, and had several very good conversations with new friends. This has been one of the biggest moments of uplift I’ve ever experienced in my life, and I feel the love. I do not know how I’ll ever be able to live up to the examples you have all provided me, but I’ll do my best.
I heard something out in the hall today that made me chuckle, and then start coughing and groaning…
“More flowers? Did this guy invest in a florist?”
Keep them coming. They’re starting to make the rounds to other patients, and I have received so many nice cards, beautiful arrangements, and one smartass was funny enough to send me a literal grocery bag of cough drops because I complained that the nurses were rationing cough drops. Seriously, an entire Lunds & Byerlys paper grocery bag FULL of cough drops.
In the grand scheme of things, I am a relatively mild case of hospitalization grade covid, there are patients much worse than me. I recognize this. I just have no personal context to assign it on a scale of “I’m under the weather” to “did we order my cemetery plot?”... That’s a huge part of the panic that can be induced by the uncertainty of this thing. There are people with zero health risks that get it and die, and there are some who may be considered so at risk it’s a wonder they survive leaving their front door that may already have antibodies and don’t even know it. I’m nearly 6’5”, power lifted for many years so I have a lot of solid lean muscle mass hiding under my fat (maybe it should be called well-marbled muscle mass), a relatively healthy heart, and high blood pressure and bad cholesterol with the obesity that automatically puts me at high risk. “It is what it is”, right? Now it’s a trip through the rest of the weeds, and hopefully we find the path out soon.
I am on supplemental oxygen, about 2 liters right now. It is helping me immensely. My O2 saturation is still down, hence the extra boost they’re giving me. My second Remdesivir treatment will happen today, and we are ordering up the convalescent plasma therapy, which is a blood product transfusion. There are some risks associated with this, potential reaction to someone else’s proteins, etc, but it’s worth those risks to me. Still on Dexamethasone, and they come in and stick my fingers three+ times a day for blood sugar monitoring because of it. For you diabetics out there, I never understood what you had to go through… I hate needles with a passion… You have my sympathies.
Enjoy the photos. I’ll caption them with relevant information.
The story book at our wedding...
My wife and fur babies waiting for me.
Cough drops... Lots of cough drops.
Hanging in there...
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82-T/A [At Work]
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OCT 10, 02:24 PM
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| quote | Originally posted by Synthesis:
Yesterday was a very difficult day for me, emotionally speaking. |
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Do you feel like you're improving the past couple of days, or at least maintaining?
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