When I started this blog I had every intention of posting something at least once a week. It’s almost as though I forgot my own subject matter as chronic illness doesn’t give a flying **** about anyone’s plans. Continue reading “It’s Been A While…”
Desperation is something that the chronically ill experience on a regular basis. It is often the driving force behind our endless internet searches, our impatience with cloth-eared medical professionals and our, apparently, ‘finicky’ eating. But it is also often what leads us to accept a seemingly pointless, or downright risky, treatment option; even though we know it probably will not provide that fiercely desired light at the end of the tunnel.
Continue reading “It May Not Seem Like It – But This Is Progress”
If we were having coffee, I’d tell you that…
This Is Invisible Illness Continue reading “This Is Chronic Illness…”
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If someone had told me a couple of months ago that changing my mattress could alleviate some of my symptoms, I would have assumed I was having one of those ‘yoga and green tea’ conversations: you know the ones – where people with no understanding of your illness impart their unsolicited wisdom about the best way to ‘cure’ yourself. However, in this case, what they told me would have been true. I’ve known for a long time that a decent mattress is one of the keys to a decent night’s slumber, but sleeping on an N:rem mattress takes your nightly rest way beyond merely decent.
Much as I hate to admit it, I’ve been feeling a little s******d of late (yes, the word makes me very uncomfortable). Having a prolonged and confusing flare-up of my Endometriosis has led to me slipping into a strange and disconcerting existence where the Fibromyalgia doesn’t have to fight so hard to retain dominance. The additional issue that my GP appears to believe that Fibromyalgia doesn’t need to be treated at all has left me having to figure out my own regimen without access to any kind of safety net or physical support network. Continue reading “Let’s talk About Stress, Baby…”
I’ve always hated to-do lists. Rather than being a gentle reminder of the tasks I had yet to complete, they loomed over me like a book of judgement: solid black and white evidence of my own befuddlement, poor will power or plain, old-fashioned laziness. It would never matter how many items that were crossed off as completed – any gaps made me feel as though I had allowed the day to go to waste, particularly if it was some of the items at the top of the list that had been left in fruition limbo. The troubling thing is that those feelings of failure and inadequacy were already prevalent before my health completely caved in… Continue reading “Even Baby Steps Can Take You Somewhere”
This post is way off topic, but I don’t care… Continue reading “Celebrating The Legend!”
I feel as though I’ve been having the same conversation with The Bear since last November… Continue reading “Confused, Or Just Not Listening?”