I occasionally have days when CFS has become too much. I cannot trace back to the breaking point and there is rarely a single event that pushes me over the top; there is just a day like any other that becomes too big. Today is such a day.
And there is the inevitable question: What to do? I do not want to lie here and be miserable, obviously thats no good. If I were healthy, I would take a walk. I would walk and know that it would set me straight. I would walk and feel my troubles shake down to the soles of my feet and be crushed with every step. But walking is not an option.
Somebody tell me, if you know; how does a person regain patience when the pain and exhaustion of illness has taken hold?
And there is the inevitable question: What to do? I do not want to lie here and be miserable, obviously thats no good. If I were healthy, I would take a walk. I would walk and know that it would set me straight. I would walk and feel my troubles shake down to the soles of my feet and be crushed with every step. But walking is not an option.
Somebody tell me, if you know; how does a person regain patience when the pain and exhaustion of illness has taken hold?