This post is written in an attempt to reckon with my feelings of rage and bitterness on Long Covid Awareness Day. Six years ago, my friend Ondine (who I bade farewell to a year ago today) and others, made a video that was intended to be a message in a bottle. To warn people of Long Covid. To ask for help. Six years is probably enough time for this bottle to have arrived intact on some far away shore, and to have been discovered by others. Personally, it feels like the message was read, crumpled up and thrown back into the ocean. For six years, we've been asking for recognition, research and rights. In recent years, Long Covid Clinics have closed, been scaled back and to be honest always left us disappointed. The truth is, while some have recovered, many of us are still missing from society since the first wave of the pandemic. And while the UK Office of National Statistics used to count us, it no longer does. The closest we have to a count is the responses in the annual GP Patients…
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