I've written a new article for empowher.com called Chronic Fatigue Syndrome: 10 Observations About Recovery From CFS
Hi Jody, this is such a thoughtful and useful article -thank you!
I am now in what i feel is a recovery stage of the illness (ive recovered once before, but it was quicker last time) your thoughts on the mental and emotional aspects of recovery really struck a chord with me, i have also just started to take an interest in the wider world and go out and about a bit with my family and i realise that new people are working in the shops and libraries and swimming pools..... new shops and facilities and roads have been built that i dont recognise. A group that i set up in the town for breatsfeeding mothers is now run by women ive never met and who dont know who i am. Its strange and so daunting to be back out side and see that i dont know how everything works anymore. My confidence is slowly coming back but i still feel too vulnerable to go out alone and would love more independance.
Im becoming pretty fed up with the one steps fporwards one step back thing. I jumped in too fast and am now feeling pretty bad -i should recover quickly but today i realised i havent felt this bad in ages and the worry is that it will stay with me for months again.
Dreambirdie -i know how you feel about the Hope thing -Hope is a double edged sword for me - i need some, but too much so often leads to dissapointment when i try to over reach myself or believe that htis time im nearly there only to crash back again weeks later, losing all the ground i made.
Take care, Justy x
I have trouble with the hope thing too. Recently things got quite a bit better with my NMH, and my mom and fiance were pretty much doing a non-stop happy dance for a couple days. I've had things get somewhat better before, then stop getting better, then get worse, so I was reluctant to join in. I don't think they quite understood why I couldn't join in with the happy-dancing right away I imagine it's much much worse for someone that's been sick for years, instead of months.
I guess it was just a feeling of dread getting in the way of celebrating, the fear of it getting worse again. It's hard to celebrate when feeling that.
Thanks for a good article. Sometimes I think that the saddest part of this illness is the isolation.
The realization of just how un-wanted and un-acknowledged and forgotten I have become as a result of this illness still takes me by surprise every single day. It still shocks me and leaves me feeling, How can this be?
Hey, someone sent me a friend request a few months ago. I kept it, and was going to click on it today but it looks like site renovations have made that obsolete? Doesn't seem to be any place to click.
The one thing about recovering (start to AGAIN!) I just realized how much my family has to give up for me. Trips on weekends, the type of activity we do is conditioned to me not walking too much.... And the feelings of how self centered I have been not to noticed this is a whole family sickness.