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Lorenzo saw his roommate die in intensive care and tells in a long post on Facebook how he went through the disease, Covid-19: “Many have asked me to do it, to make known to those who wear a mask under their nose and goes out to dinner with friends. ” Then he begins: “I am 35 years old, I go to the gym and I am in excellent physical shape, I have no previous pathologies I enjoy (I enjoyed) excellent health. I have always been very careful to disinfect my hands correctly and I have always kept the mask; however, The virus managed to pass. Then intensive care. When my roommate died, I collapsed. ” Lorenzo Stocchi, lives in Montevarchi (Arezzo), is the secretary of the mayor of Terranuova Bracciolini, Sergio Chienni, by profession. In the past, Lorenzo had been a catering manager in Florence. Stocchi is still in the hospital San Donato, from there he published the photo with the helmet to breathe and announced that he lost “about 10 / 12kg” during this “ordeal”.
Stocchi writes: “I think of the 39-year-old boy from Livorno who is died from a delayI think of my roommate, of all those who, despite struggling, did not make it. We must prevent the virus at all costs, raise awareness and convince the skeptics. Because they will also realize when a close person dies, but it will be too late. “
It all starts on October 19 when the director goes to the ophthalmological emergency room of the Arezzo hospital for a corneal injury: “There were many patients waiting, all provided with a mask and disinfectant gel. But unfortunately, the virus somehow, either thanks to lowered immune defenses or the fact that it often unconsciously touched me the eye, managed to pass – continues – After 5 days, while I was in the office, I had a slight headache and when I got home I had a fever of 37.3. I automatically isolated myself. The next morning I went, in private, to do the serological test was negative. But once at home, the fever had risen to 38.5 “.
Keep it up: “I had no other symptoms; no cold or cough, I felt smells, tastes and everything else. But the fever continued to rise despite the 4 Tachipirina 1000 that he took a day. It could very well have been a simple flu, as something more serious – says Lorenzo – After another three days, my doctor asked me for the tampon, unfortunately there was no room available in the whole province and I had to wait another 24 hours. Not wanting to involve anyone in the family, I took the car and went alone to clean the drive-thru, but I already felt that something had changed, I was short of breath and began to struggle to speak. Once back, my dad let me find the oximeter that he had bought on Amazon a few days before … My saturation was at 91 with a rest frequency of 109. Too little oxygen with too many beats. “
“My doctor did not feel comfortable and preferred to alert Usca (the medical unit). Unfortunately they were also full of patients to visit and I still did not have the result of the swab, so they would not have known if they would hospitalize me for a hospital or normal Covid – continues Lorenzo Stocchi – When the Usca arrived the next day, I could no longer talk. Breathing was hard and I felt like a freshly caught fish … I gasped. They immediately took me to San Donato in Arezzo. I waited for 50 minutes outside the emergency room, because even though it was 10:30 pm, there were five other ambulances in front of me. After the visit and the hyssop led me to infectious diseases ”.
“With the chest X-ray they realized that the right lung was practically collapsed, and the left was also bad – continues the testimony – They put on a helmet to breathe (CPAP, which I kept for 11 very long days), oxygen injection to 60lt / minute, a deafening and continuous noise that prevented me from hearing what the doctors were saying, and I could only express myself with gestures because I was short of air and could only concentrate on breathing since I was not satisfied with the air. At that moment they took me to ICU … And the nightmare began. Between arterial catheter, venous catheter, peripheral access, bladder catheter, catheters, catheters … I was very limited in my movements and could not move my arms well to write to my loved ones to seek comfort. It was isolated. Naked in a bed with doctors and nurses prowling the room, giving me therapies and actions to get my lungs working again. They tried to cheer me up, but psychologically it was very difficult. Then my roommate died (actually a renovated operating room) … And although I didn’t know him, he had been by my side for three days. At that moment I broke down. “
“During the endless nights, I had uncontrollable crying spells. A cry of despair that I never expected from myself, always cynical and rational. On the fourth day my parents called to tell them that they were going to intubate me … I was not getting better and it was the only way. Both of my parents have aged at that time.. My mom spent the night crying and vomiting. That night, the resuscitation doctor tried to make me sit upside down, which between the helmet and everything else was an amazing situation, but luckily I was sedated. Miraculously, the alveoli began to open. From there the slow recovery began. “Words that touch the heart.
“I was brought back to infectious diseases with my helmet, and since then I have been doing a kind of oxygen weaning … The lungs have restarted thanks to the very high volumes of oxygen and now I have to learn to breathe normally “. Then he relates the side effects of taking heparin and some other problems related to the catheter, specifying that they are things that can happen and that it is not due to the quality of care, on the contrary “here they saved my life”, he writes and concludes: “After all these days, each tug weighs on my morale like a rock. Little by little I’m improving, the saturation goes up, the EGA improves and I feel better too. Of course, if I turn off the oxygen to go to the bathroom or eat after a few minutes I have a cough and shortness of breath, but I am better and I’m on the road to recovery. As you can see in the photo, I am all beard and hair because you do not eat with a helmet, and I will have lost about 10/12 kg ”. And before closing the appeal: “We must prevent the virus at all costs, raise awareness and convince the skeptics. Because they will also realize when a close person is dying, but it will be too late.
