My father is home from the hospital, by the grace of God, after being admitted for ARDS from COVID.
He was never put on a ventilator, by God’s grace. They still put him on Olumiant, which wasn’t great, but he’s home. He needed oxygen support; they didn’t send him home with any. His sats are still not normal, but they aren’t in the 80s anymore. Also gave him dexamethasone while he was there.
While he was in there they also gave him zinc, melatonin, vitamin c, vitamin d—the works.
He is still in terrible shape. He still has trouble eating and drinking. He has terrible nausea. We have to help him shower, and go to the bathroom.
They gave him methylprednisolone and famotidine to take at home. They didn’t give him an inhaler despite giving him one in the hospital.
So, to everyone on here spouting memes about the survival rate of COVID like those of us who are suffering serious consequences from getting the damn China virus are morons, I ask you to reconsider.
Yes, I know masks do nothing. But they put my father basically on the Zelenko protocol, and I finally convinced him to take ivermectin twice before he got admitted, and he still got screwed over. We tried to contact AFLDS and FLCCC for treatment; neither provider nor pharmacy got back to us before he was bad.
Masks may not work, and the vaccines may be problematic, but I’m currently hoping my dad doesn’t have lasting consequences of this damn thing. So please, consider showing some respect for those of us terrified our loved ones will not be okay for a long time after being COVID positive.
Maybe omicron will finally end this since it’s milder. I hope to God it does.
I am glad your father is out of the hospital and I hope he makes a full recovery. You didnt say how old he was or what shape he was in before he went to the hospital that would make a difference in his recovery. Its good to know the hospital did not give him rendesivir. The vitamins were a good thing so keep that up. I hope you and your father have a very merry christmas.
He’s 63. He does have kidney disease, but the hospital told him he needed to be 65 with the stage he’s at in order to get antibodies.
Which is a completely crock of bull, because I’m 27, have asthma that doesn’t require a daily inhaler, and a different hospital 30 minutes away gave them to me.
We fought to keep him from getting remdesivir. I was thankful for that as well.
Thank you, Merry Christmas to you and yours as well.