It was o’dark thirty on a March morning when I finally emerged from my Covid bubble after almost thirteen months of isolation. On March 12, 2020, I boarded my last, pre-pandemic flight home from an abbreviated vacation with my spouse. The following day, I became symptomatic for Covid-19. In an instant, my world changed forever as I grappled with Long Covid, and I would not set foot outside of a tiny radius near my home on the New England coast for the next…
