Category Archives for "Spoonie Life"
posts about life with a chronic illness
posts about life with a chronic illness
As some of you might know, I have recently started reading Dr. Sarah Myhill’s book, Diagnosis and Treatment of Chronic Fatigue Syndrome and Myalgic Encephalitis. It’s a huge book, with over 400 pages, and includes so much detail about how the body works and what she believes is happening to sufferers of ME/CFS. I’m so excited about this!Continue reading
People often wonder what we mean when they hear us talking about spoons or that we are unchargeable. These are words I never used before joining the world of the chronically ill and disabled. In this post I will try to explain the meaning behind these terms and which one I identify with most.Continue reading
This might seem like a strange motto for the new year, but before you decide I’ve lost the plot, let me explain: I have Chronic Fatigue Syndrome, also known as Myalgic Encephalomyelitis or ME/CFS. It’s main characteristic is Post Exertional Malaise (PEM). Feeling really ill, weak and exhausted after any physical, emotional or mental exertion.
This means brushing my teeth, getting excited about a visitor coming or writing this post is exhausting and will have consequences in the form of a variety of symptoms.Continue reading
December 3 is International Day of People with Disabilities. It’s a great opportunity to raise awareness and make some noise all over the internet (and in real life) if you can manage it.
The message I want to get across this year, is that not every disability is visible.
Since joining the world of the chronically ill, I have found that many spoonies (people with chronic illness) prefer to not share their condition with friends and family. They live a kind of double life. Putting on a show of normality, working hard to hide their disability or illness. Often becoming lonely, isolated and resentful toward those who have forced them to live that way.Continue reading
It all started in 2014. I would occasionally get random, migrating pains in my hips, thighs and arms. It was quite painful and alarming. Because it never hung around long, but just came and vanished quickly, I didn’t do anything about it. It wasn’t very frequent initially.
By November 2014 I was in constant pain. At this point I went to see my doctors, but they couldn’t help me. They did loads of blood tests and couldn’t find anything wrong. They were frustrated and had no answers. So they just sent me home with painkillers. Months passed, but the pain didn’t.
A couple of days ago we had some gorgeous sun after a few dark and dreary days… Here I’d just got up and was getting dressed when I realised how warm the sun was and decided to sit right there and collect some sunshine D! Only managed ten minutes in that chair, but it was lovely and warm.
My flat is so tiny, here I’m sitting right in the middle, halfway to the bathroom (top right), kitchen (behind me) and my bed (on the left side where photo is being taken from)… You might be able to see my walking frame standing on the right side of me too…
I love the sunshine so much, the warmth really brings a sense of wellbeing and eases the aches a bit. Not looking forward to a long winter, but it will make those sunny moment that much more amazing!!
Hopefully you can’t tell how horribly hairy my legs are or how one has been partially epilated while the other remains fully furry! Just had to stop after three lines up my leg… Take it in shifts. Might do some more today actually.
I know it’s not necessary, like painting ones nails, but it does make you feel better… Well, it makes me feel better anyway. Still hate seeing how my legs have deconditioned so much, no shape, no tone or muscle, just skin and bones which are now easily felt – it’s grosses me out that I can feel my own skeleton!! lol… But I know that one day I’ll be able to do a bit more activity and rebuild my muscles again. Till then it’s a matter of making sure I don’t lose them completely and then lose the ability to move myself.
So Maintaining movement, however little it might be now, to keep the joints and muscles as mobile and strong as I can now. Without overdoing things and making my general wellbeing worse. It’s a fine balancing act trying not to boom and bust… I tend to do too much and crash.
So grateful for all the help I get at home (my sis) and through the NHS (my therapist). PraiseGod!
Three years ago today I took this photo of the sunrise and added the devotional message for the day. Today I’m sharing it as I remember the beautiful image painted in the devotional of how God lifts us up by His strength. On wings like eagles…
Today marks 18 months of this CFS. At least 18 months in this severe housebound state, we imagine I had it milder for at least 6 months before this.
I never wonder why this has happened to me or what the cause is, I only know that God can take it away in an instant if it’s His will to do so (I’ve seen this done, so I know that I know that I know that He can), and I also know that not everybody is healed. And that’s OK too. My faith is completely in the will and timing of the Lord.Continue reading
Had to go out today, needed to send off some paperwork, but my printer ran out of ink again – just changed it about two weeks ago! I needed to print off a load of sheets, so I had to take a bus to get that done at one place, then off on another bus to find a post office to send it.
By the time I got to post office my legs were not working properly anymore, it was like I was wading through lead or mercury, let’s just say Nutella (have to keep things positive!). I had shooting pains all over the place, so was reduced to waddling at snails pace (seriously) at one point I thought I wouldn’t make it across the road, but the bus driver was patient and waited for me to get safely out of his/her way.
Been lying in bed for hours now, but my body is done. I feel like I’ve done an hour of intense cardio. You know how you feel when the pain from your first workout in months sets in the day after and then you have to work out again on that very stiff and sore second day? That’s how I feel. Nothing like aching jelly legs to remind you why you never leave the house alone anymore! I did buy some chocolate en route, so it wasn’t all bad.Continue reading