It was my Lyme doc. He had heard about its success from another doc, so we tried it. I love it. I don't feel bloated or like I'm caring retaining water. I think it simply keeps me more normal. Granted my POTS symptoms aren't completely gone, but with these meds (fludrocordisone, atenolol and desmopressin) a pair of spanks and compassion socks, I can survive sitting at a dinner table, or in a seat to see a show. Being able to be upright for a few hours at a tome like that has given me some social life back!
Re the bloodwork, hadn't really thought about it. My PICC line helps with draws. When they have to use a needle I still drink a ton beforehand.
So spanking works? Never thought of that. I imagine it really does get the blood flowing......How many a day and how long does it last?but with these meds (fludrocordisone, atenolol and desmopressin) a pair of spanks and compassion socks, I can survive
What precipated your case of ME/CFS, if you don't mind my asking - was there anything in particular?
This thread is getting better and better all the time! I think "compassion socks" deserves to be immortalized forever more.
For the ladies out there sick of having to wear pants with compression hose... I can wear a knee length skirt and boots, looking completely normal, while hiding a pair of knee high compression socks and my biker short style spanx.
OK, OK. I really need to use the spell check don't I?
ComPRESSION socks and Spanx. Spanx, for you men out there that don't know the brand, is a sort of biker short for women to wear under clothes to "suck it all in and smooth it all out." It also happens to be quite helpful for those of us with bad circulation. For the ladies out there sick of having to wear pants with compression hose... I can wear a knee length skirt and boots, looking completely normal, while hiding a pair of knee high compression socks and my biker short style spanx.
I had always suffered from quarterly bronchitis (age 12 on), had chickenpox twice, scarlett fever twice, cocksackie B in high school, the croup in college. But always managed to be an athlete, the leader of the social scene and a workaholic. In my late 20s I did a 3 year stint of grad school on top of a 50 hour work week and went straight into a 60+ hour work week that had me on the road. And I started training for marathons. ha! Late October 08 I ran 10+ miles, jumping into a race to help encourage a friend. But I hadn't trained for it. I saw my decline from that day on. By December I couldn't fly due to the change in altitutde and I slept non stop. By February I collapsed and was brought to the ER. And so it all began...