When living with a chronic illness, whether it’s a physiological or psychological condition, it is common to start doubting yourself. Your confidence dwindles as you lose the ability to function the way you once did. You might start to feel useless, helpless and hopeless, but there is so much you can still offer the world!
You have overcome so much already. Every day you wake up is a new victory and a clean page in your story on which you can write the next chapter. You’re brave and strong. Things that healthy people take for granted; their mental clarity, their energy, their physical strength – you fight for every little bit of it that you can find just to get through each day!Continue reading
I often see people with ME/CFS writing about how they have spent hours in the emergency room only to be completely disappointed, misunderstood or even disbelieved. They go to the emergency room because they are feeling so weak and exhausted that they don’t know where else to go or what to do, they’re scared because they feel so utterly ill. I understand the fear that leads you to that conclusion, it’s scary to lose control of your body, but it’s often an unnecessary risk to your own health. Let me explain why I think so…Continue reading
Sometimes it’s hard to accept that when you’re living with a chronic illness, people fall away, but it is something that commonly happens after a period of time, and it might even be beneficial.
Initially, once people are made aware of your struggles, you might have an outpouring of support and practical help from many around you, but over time, when you don’t improve, most people will inevitably drift away as they are unable to make taking care of you a permanent fixture in their lives. They have their own lives to navigate.
When you’re no longer in the same circles, no longer going out, no longer socialising, you’re no longer in their life unless an effort is consciously made on both sides to stay in touch and make things happen. I have seen this happen over and over again with so many people who fall ill. That’s why I don’t believe you should take it personally, it’s just a fact of life – only a precious few will remain, if you’re lucky.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
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!