Sunday, 9 August 2009

Nothing continues to happen

I'm discovering that it is a hard call to write a riveting blog about M E. The brutal truth is that for most of the the time, not much happens. I've been in a foggy dazed place ever since returning from Edinburgh on Tuesday. I had a bit of a false dawn on Wednesday, overdid things, and have been paying for it ever since.

Having a chronic condition can be very boring. It's not a dramatic, flashing blue light telegenic situation. It couldn't be further away from "ER". Life just grinds on.


  1. I don't know what to say, but knowing the disabling effects of severe depression I can perhaps slightly understand.

    Tomorrow is another day and hopefully the sun will shine. Pouring rain here right now.

  2. I've had a bout of severe depression myself, and the effects are similar. However, I always found that some physical activity would lift the gloom - a long bike ride was a great depression doctor. ME closes off that option though.

    Ah well, grin and bear it, at the cognitive behavioural therapists mean, even if it's not what they say.