“In illness, I lose capacity to cope with any precarity other than my own malfunctioning body: every alarm, every tripwire, every flashing ‘check-me’ light on my internal dashboard goes off daily like Christmas in the ICU”

I wrote a bit about this in an essay on the ways post-viral illness can unbalance the tides and chemistry of the body: open.substack.com/pub/theimpai...

I’m so sorry Tom. I went through a similar nightmare in 2022 after getting Covid. Six months of heart failure meds and drinking 2 liters of salt water a day to try to treat POTS. Physical therapy that included, uh, holding on to the kitchen sink and bending two inches into a squat.