It's strange that I am still surprised by post-exertional malaise at times. As I lay in bed about 12:30 P.M. -- Yes, that's right--I sleep that late, and it is not unusual. However, it wasn't always that way. As I lay there, I could feel the light-headedness as I started to sit up, so I lay there and talked to the dog a few minutes more. I told myself I could do this: I could get up.
I made it all the way to the bathroom, my kitchen for a glass of water, and my recliner. Now, I am sitting here, thinking I need to do a few quiet, easy jobs, or I will feel like my day has slid by. I know what is wrong, but I really thought I did not do too much yesterday.
However, I often pay for the day before; but I think it is worth it, because I can see my house looking more like a pleasant home. And I want that for myself and my husband. I may be sick, but I am still a Proverbs 31 woman. And it is good for me mentally and emotionally when I can accomplish some physical work. Also, it keeps my muscles working for those of you that think the only way to exercise is in a gym.
Be assured, I am not putting down gyms. I have done and enjoyed that too. But nowadays, that would be a waste of money for me, unless it is to pay for the use of a heated pool. Unfortunately, there isn't one close enough for me.
Surprised by Post-exertional Malaise -- yes, still surprised, still disappointed when it happens, but I have accepted the reality of my illness, which beats denying it. So I have peace and I wait it out -- again. I think I will see if I can round up some of my marbles to get a load of laundry in and think about supper.