Self Portrait Reenvisioned

I’m BethH an artist, mom, nana, activist, gardener, swimmer, queer senior who stayed safe, even taking care of my grandkids and going everywhere masked up, until I contracted a SARS-CoV-2 infection opening my respirator in an ER for emergency medication in September of 2022.

I am horribly disabled since and there are no treatments.

Self Portrait Reenvisioned
Black and white self portrait
photograph from 1994 reenvisioned as a person surviving with long covid.

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