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Sunday, July 5, 2015
Today, I knew it was time to make a list and get focused. Please, will you join me? We can cheer each other on.
Friday, June 12, 2015
Since I was diagnosed with Fibromyalgia and with Chronic Fatigue Syndrome in spring of 2008, my life has been a series of ups and downs and of opportunities to learn from my experiences. Adding aging and a couple of other chronic medical conditions to the mix, my life has been a challenge to say the least. At my point of collapse in September, 2007, I had struggled with pain that had increased in frequency and magnitude. I had fought depression with the suggested tools of my doctors--counseling and antidepressants, and I blamed my fatigue on depression.
However, now that I understand what has helped and not helped me, I realize that everything that had been going on in my body up to that time was interrelated, and that includes the depression. I am not going to get into what helped me in 2008, because that is not really the purpose of this post. What I want to say is that I mistakenly thought that Post-Exertional Malaise was Depression. I thought I was fatigued, because I was depressed. However, I really think I was depressed, because hormones and other functions of my body were out of balance. That was one of the reasons the anti-depressants did not keep me from getting "depressed." My doctors blamed my inability to get things done on depression; however, my "lack of motivation" was because my body was not working properly. I simply did not have sustainable energy. Also, I did not understand that every time I had enough energy to get things done or exercise, I was taking myself past a point I could recover from, so I was frequently in a state of relapse.
If I had not taken charge of my own health, found doctors that look past the depression, and had not continued to study and research how to handle my fibromyalgia and depression, I doubt I would feel any better now. Through much prayer, as well as reading, when I felt well enough to get through the brain-fog, I finally found a doctor that looked at everything that was going on. And, even after that, I kept learning to manage my medical conditions and my life, sometimes doing it well and sometimes not so well; but, I never gave up. In saying that, I have to be clear that there were many times I felt like it was too hard. However, there was always that hope in my heart that God would cure me or help me find something that would strengthen my body. After all, I had been this way for a very long time. In fact, I now realize that I cannot say for sure how long I had fibromyalgia, but I suspect I had it in the 1980's. Now, I think I have had it for a much longer amount of time than that.
Some people look at illnesses like Fibromyalgia and Chronic Fatigue Syndrome as the results of deconditioning. However, I see that as an insult to those of us who exercised and did hard physical labor until they could Not! Sure, my body has become softer and flabbier over all the years that I was unable to do regular exercise; and, that is a Result of my illness. My illness is not a result of being a couch potato. Prior to what I call "the great collapse", I was a person that pursued physical fitness, because I simply loved being active. I loved playing tennis, dancing, and going to jazzercize classes. I loved swimming. Also, I was regular runner before I hurt my back. I loved rowing, ballet, modern dance, bike riding, volleyball, and hiking with my family.
So, let me repeat, the deconditioning of my body was due to Not being able to endure sustained physical activity. Moreover, every time I had even an ounce of energy, I tried to get back to my former life, and I could not do it. There was always the relapse.
My very long introduction brings me to the purpose of this article, which is sharing Adrienne Dellwo's latest post from About.com with you. It brought back the memories of all I have been through in this journey, including what I have found that has helped me the most. I think one needs to understand Post-Exertional Malaise to understand this person who looks normal does not have a normal functioning body. I have even heard that people who suffer with Chronic Fatigue Syndrome, also known as ME, feel as sick as someone who has cancer; however, the cause of feeling ill is different; and, CFS / ME and Fibromyalgia are something one endures for years, often with finding little relief. In fact, it kind of like an illness marathon. Now, that is a horrible analogy, but it is long and hard to live with, so I think it fits.
Okay! Enough of me talking. I am going to post the links to Dellwo's articles, and I hope you read them. Just knowing that an expert in scientific journalism takes the time to do the research is a comfort. She is an excellent writer, and she has lived the pain. Adrienne Dellwo knows what it feels like to have Fibromyalgia and related conditions, because she experiences it daily.
Causes of Post-Exertional Malaise in Chronic Fatigue Syndrome
What is Post-Exertional Malaise?
Post ScriptMany of you know I have found supplements that help me. They help me find balance, but they have not cured me. Sometimes, we hear how well someone is doing after taking certain products, and we assume she is cured, because she has gotten her life back. However, it is learning to manage her medications, supplements, and activities that has made the difference. I cannot talk about my supplements in this article, even though I think they are the most wonderful thing since apple pie. In fact, because of the assumptions we tend to make and because of being compliant with the regulations of my company, I can only tell you how much better my life is, which is considerable. A year ago, I had my life changed. I hope I never have to go back to how I use to feel all the time.
Tuesday, June 9, 2015
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I don't know for sure that everyone experiences this, but I have; and, I have decided that I am going to make my home, which by my definition is where I live with my family now (whether I own it or not), my very own vacation spot, my bed and breakfast, and my place that I can look at with an uncritical eye, which I will always want to keep up, because it is easier to do that in my vacation home. It is true that I do live here all the time, unless I visit someone else or I travel to an overnight destination; however, I think this is a valid goal. Simplicity makes life a little easier.
You may ask what sparked this revelation. While I was browsing vacation rentals from the quaint and vintage to the out of my ball park price, I realized that I am too critical of how my own home looks. It hit me as I looked at the quaint and vintage, that for just a few dollars and getting rid of even more clutter than I already have, I have my own quaint and vintage place everyday. Since I am working on the process of making it even better, I am taking some time to review some of the items I have kept and the big question I ask myself is "Do I really love this item?". As I set aside the items I want to let loose of, I label them with blue painter tape and a price, because I plan to have a garage sale. Why do I use Blue Painter Tape? It is easy to remove.
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God bless you as you work on your home. I hope this encourages you in your quest for a less cluttered life.
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Monday, April 27, 2015
This lady is a very happy camper right now, because I have a new backsplash. I used to have a backsplash that was covered with the same covering the counters have. Unfortunately, the backsplash was made out of particle board, and was probably installed in the 1960's or '70's. Over the years, water had gotten under there and rotted the particle board, then this winter the covering started to crack in small sections. You could hardly wipe it. So, for those that live in newer houses, instead of one like this, which was built in the 1920's, I will tell you old houses can be aggravating at times.
The wonderful contractor, who goes to our church, fixed that backsplash when he was here with his crew to replace the wiring in the house. Not only did he fix it, he put a wide backsplash that fits the wall-border I bought when I was trying to figure out how to fix it myself. He had a piece of backsplash that he only had to cut a little shorter, but it was pure white, so I put that border on it, modge-podged it several times, and sprayed it twice with a sealant.
|Note that the walls do still look old, |
but they would have to be painted;
but, they are okay for now.
It kind of goes with the crackle look on the border.
Oh, and did I mention how I deep cleaned the counters and sink today? I also thoroughly wiped off all the small appliances, and got the crumbs out of the toaster. Even with the pots from supper sitting there, I loved looking at my nice clean counters and pretty backsplash. Small things do make a difference. Having the energy to do all that is nice too. I remember a time, that I would have been totally wrung out from 15 minutes of work, and I know I spent over an hour cleaning and fixing in the kitchen today.