URBAN TRAVELS,
Applause for your excellent blog. I really enjoyed it. You can write!
BEG,
I ran a support group for 10 yrs., mostly fibro, but since there was no CFS group in our county, I got plenty of CFSers too. I did meet people who were not type A who had it, but I noticed something consistent about them compared with their other family members who were Type A. In every case, the Type A person had a far worse case of it than the Type B or C person. I had a neighbor who is a Type C, who had to change to an easier job, but was able to hold down a full time job and do some social things too. Her mom also had it, and was Type A. She was much sicker.
I am quoting a Rheumatologist who treated me and whom I used to work with on setting up seminars on fibro, etc., and who got to know me quite well. She told me I was "a Type AAA and proud of it". We both laughed. It's true, sadly, and I still push too hard. When I crash after the push, I can look at what I accomplished and think: "I did that, despite this da*n disease". Somehow, that makes it worth it to me, but I know it prevents improvement and has sped up progression. I am so Type A, I don't care. I can't seem to help it.
I met many in the support group who felt they had worked themselves into the disease by pushing, working too many hours, and just generally burning the candle at both ends. I was doing that also, when I got sick with the flu and never got better, and normally, I never caught colds or flu.
Do I blame myself for getting this? No, except when I have occasional dark nights of the soul. I had a laying on of hands by a grad of the Barbara Brennan School of Healing, during which I was told that I had chosen "the overcoming of illness by power of spirit alone" as my life's work, so she would not be allowed to heal me. I don't know it it's true, but it fits what my spiritual tradition teaches, and it would be just like me to bite off more than I could chew, and try something I was not spiritually advanced enough to handle. I am able to laugh about this now. It took a l-o-n-g time to get to where I could do that.
klutzo