…probably not be resumed.
As those of you who follow me on FB will know, my visit to the GP yesterday was useful. I now understand that the exhaustion I’ve been experiencing over the past few months is a result of my long coma and I can’t expect it to go away. This is as good as it gets. I’m stuck with something very similar to ME / CFS (Chronic Fatigue Syndrome). Fortunately I know my body very well, have been through umpteen operations and accidents so have a pretty fair idea how long I take to recover from trauma. This was taking far too long so I knew there was something else wrong.
No, this is NOT bad news. It is a huge relief. Waking up every day, still tired, and wondering if I’ll feel better tomorrow is mighty dispiriting. Knowing that I have just one more thing that is for life is not.
My Bipolar condition is permanent, my scoliosis will never improve and my deafness is increasing. I have four aces in my hand!
There are several ways to treat barriers. One can accept them and walk away (in this case that means lying down and becoming a bed-ridden burden – no way!) One can charge head-on to demolish them but that usually takes more effort than it is worth. Or one can use them as a climbing frame and wriggle around or through…which is exactly what I am doing with my CFS.
Life has to change. Some activities will be curtailed. I sat down last night and drew up a daily schedule, marking in rest-periods but making sure I get out in the fresh air because a trot about with Lily communing with Nature is essential to me.
My time spent on social media might drop but the Bingergread Cottage will continue. I will fit it in with slots I have allocated for “proper” writing, ie my WIPs. As I saw on a T shirt about one of my other ailments:
“Bipolar Sucks! But it isn’t the end of the World”
Nor is CFS!