My weight aside, I was still very fit and physically active. I was always slightly overweight, and if BMI is anything to go by, you could say I was borderline obese, but I always carried my weight well thanks to my broad shoulders. Yes, my diet could’ve been better, but it was no worse than what anyone else was eating. At least that was the case for most of my life. It was difficult for me to accept the possibility that I wasn’t 100 percent healthy, not just because of my young age, but also because I had never had any major health problems before.īesides being short-sighted, I had no other complaints. READ MORE: London coronavirus: New findings reveal why 29 London bus drivers died of Covid-19 I recognised the signs, but I chose to ignore them. It was discovered during a bout with Covid-19 that could have killed me, but I’m grateful that I caught the coronavirus when I did, because it uncovered something else that was killing me more slowly and silently.Įven before I tested positive for the disease, I’ll confess that I was too stubborn to admit that there was something wrong with me. I was just 33-years-old when I was found to be suffering from severe hypertension or, as it's more commonly known, extremely high blood pressure.
