Since last Thursday, March 18, and continuing his recovery, Sergio Lapegue, he spoke of the 21 days he was interned with coronavirus and how badly he spent it, both he and his family. “I had a very bad time, with a lot of anguish. It was to hit rock bottom. My family was making me cool, but when I came back (to my house) he confessed to me that they thought of death,” the reporter recounted in dialogue with the show Why flies (The Eleven Ten/City Radio). Then he highlighted the process of his illness and explained, “The day I was swabed, I was left in hospital and I thought it was going to be just for a few days, but then I got complicated and ended up in intensive care. That’s where they put my moustache, an oxygen reservoir and a high-flow cannula and since that didn’t work they put on my Helmet helmet which was what saved my life,” he recalled.
He also opened his heart a little more and confessed that while he always remained positive, he feared that he would not be able to breathe normally again. “I didn’t start thinking about death but my family did because they lived things worse because they had only the messages of doctors who were ‘we’re raising the oxygen level’, ‘we’re trying to get it out’, and things like that. I thought at one point I was coming home with oxygen, that I was never going to breathe again as usual.”
He also acknowledged: “The head flies because of fever and fear. I couldn’t believe what was happening to me, luckily every day I recorded something short, at least 30 seconds, because I wanted to have a record of what I had, with messages for my family and friends. I really didn’t know if I was going out. The doctors told me they miraculously saved me. It’s an amazing thing.” Now, after a great job of doctors and the good predisponsibility and constancy of the driver, he regained his voice and gradually thanks to kinesiology will recover his lung capacity to breathe 100% again and have muscles again.
“I was terrified of getting infected again, I’m afraid. On Sunday I decomposed my stomach with diarrhea and got crying because I’m so scared to go back to the clinic.”
He also recounted the aftermath of having spent almost a month in intensive care: “I was terrified of getting infected again, I’m afraid. On Sunday I decomposed my stomach with diarrhea and got crying because I’m so scared to go back to the clinic.” Finally, he re-said: “Now on the recommendation of the pneumonologist I’m only two hours working and I came back with the nerves of the first day, so I started slowly. But meeting friends, with work is beautiful,” he said hopefully, in his total recovery.
