Hey there, if you’re reading this blog intently then you’re probably part of the family, so to speak.
I’ve been ill with M.E. for about 7 years now and yikes, I can’t believe it’s been that long as I write it but it also feels like it’s been 100 years.
I’m 29 now, still fairly short, still love cats, art, learning anything and everything I get interested in, still very much the same go getter I have always been except my body is often stopping me from doing certain things. I’m diagnosed with both M.E. and Fibromyalgia.
I once was severe and bed-bound for my first two years since this hit me like three sky scrapers collapsing on me and then a dog urinating on top for good measure.
No slow graduation in to ill world, not for me. Apparently, my body likes to live on the edge and push me near death and back.
Jokes aside, the severity of my illness for years, truly changed my life and everything has been a different world since.
I am at the moment, mostly housebound but not as bed bound as before. I can go out depending on how my body is doing that week, sometimes it’s too much and I’ll be left recooperating for days, weeks or worse off, months.
Regardless, I am absolutely grateful for the progress my body has made.
But this illness is a fickle beast and the journey is one uphill followed by a downhill and twelve zig zags and maybe several blown tires in the process.
I’m hoping this can be a simple place to hold information but also a place to be honest and raw.
I’m graduating from microblogging sites and attempting a more serious internet presence.
Let’s see how far we go!