It’s been six years since I last wrote on here, but I’ve had a number of comments on this blog lately and thought I’d pop back on here to report back… The great news, I’m still healthy. I’m fully recovered and living my life as I want to, not how some illness dictates me to.
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“I used to have chronic fatigue”. I said that the other day, it rolled off the tongue easily and I continued on with my sentence. Easy as can be, I used to have chronic fatigue… wow, how good that sounds. But do I believe it? Continue reading
A few years ago a friend of mine was heading off on exchange to Denmark for university when she said to me with a smile (and a fair amount of trepidation), “what is wrong with our comfort zones again? Why can’t we stay in them?”. She went on to have a great experience on exchange but I’ve always remembered that moment, it resonated. Continue reading
I made it to midnight this New Year’s Eve, the first time in three years, and as I raised my glass to cheers with tipsy friends I felt so grateful to be there, to be functioning, to be happy and to be almost recovered… Read on
The big news is that I went skiing last month. Yep, that’s right, me, the CFS warrior went skiing. Woo hoo! And why haven’t I shouted this from the rooftops and stamped it all over social media? Why haven’t I yelled loudly and proudly about achieving this goal I set two years ago? Well, I wasn’t sure how to explain that I did something as insanely energetic as skiing, yet I still have chronic fatigue… Read on
Hello readers, well it’s here again, CFS/ME Awareness Day and I’m absolutely stoked (and struggling to type properly because of my shaking hands) to share that I wrote an awareness raising article for the website Mamamia. Read on
As a lifelong overachiever one of the hardest things I find with recovery from CFS is acknowledging the slow progress I’m making. I don’t want to improve at turtle-pace I want to wake up recovered. I want to progress in leaps and bounds and achieve things like I used to, glacial pace doesn’t please me at all. The thing is though, with this illness, that’s not how recovery works. Read on
I watched a video the other day that talked about getting comfortable with the uncomfortable in life. This can relate to so many areas from dating to sport to going to the doctor but it resonated with me and my recovery from chronic fatigue syndrome. Read on
I got caught in the rain on Sunday doing my daily walk and instead of cringing or shrieking or running to my car I just grinned, exulted to be out in the elements and feeling alive. I strode on down the path and put my face up to the falling water and felt happy and hopeful. Read on
I recently found myself in a CFS setback, back to being housebound and some days bedbound. On the other side of this setback though, having returned to my baseline, I can now see that it was a good thing, that those six weeks of fatigue and confusion and pain and grossness were actually worth it. Why? Because I realised my health is actually improving! Read on
a snoozie life 