Random Update for No Good Reason
Nov. 18th, 2006 04:03 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
antpowerEver since I got diagnosed with Chronic Fatigue Syndrome I've been passed around a whole bunch of doctors. It's like because CFS is such a rare and wacky illness, everyone wants a turn of me. Which sounds wrong and like much more fun than it actually is.
I'm seeing two different physiotherapists (one for poking at me and one for making me do stupid exercises), an infectious disease specialist (it's not an infectious disease so I'm kind of mystified), a psychologist (apparently I'm a basketcase - who knew?), my GP (mostly because they think I need to get out of the house more, and she likes a bit of a chat) and now I have to go and do this 6 week program at some rehab hospital.
Not the fun kind of rehab either, the kind where they make you do stuff. It sounds similar to what my uncle had to do after his stroke. It's a group thing and there is "gentle exercising" and swimming and yoga and worst of all, talking about your feelings. I hate that, it's bad enough at the psychologist, but in a whole group of ppl, no way. It will be like a cheesey after school special.
My only hope is that it will be a group full of very cute sleepy boys.
Anyway, it's not until Feburary, so until then I'm supposed to "regulate my sleeping" and go walking and stuff. Which sounds easy enough, but some days I can't even move. If I do anything as simple as going for dinner or a 15 minute walk or anything more than sitting around, then next day it feels as though I have the really bad flu on top of a hangover on top of a migraine.
I never thought I'd be so bored of sitting around watching telly and playing on the interwebs.
The worst part is that I've started losing my cognitive functions. I forget words all the time and lose track of what I'm saying, and if I try to read or anything my concentration just goes *whoosh* which makes it hard to do much of anything, really. Especially if you're trying to write a novel.
Anyway, that's what's been going on with me lately. How is everyone else?
whispers: whining about stuff totally makes you feel better.
I'm seeing two different physiotherapists (one for poking at me and one for making me do stupid exercises), an infectious disease specialist (it's not an infectious disease so I'm kind of mystified), a psychologist (apparently I'm a basketcase - who knew?), my GP (mostly because they think I need to get out of the house more, and she likes a bit of a chat) and now I have to go and do this 6 week program at some rehab hospital.
Not the fun kind of rehab either, the kind where they make you do stuff. It sounds similar to what my uncle had to do after his stroke. It's a group thing and there is "gentle exercising" and swimming and yoga and worst of all, talking about your feelings. I hate that, it's bad enough at the psychologist, but in a whole group of ppl, no way. It will be like a cheesey after school special.
My only hope is that it will be a group full of very cute sleepy boys.
Anyway, it's not until Feburary, so until then I'm supposed to "regulate my sleeping" and go walking and stuff. Which sounds easy enough, but some days I can't even move. If I do anything as simple as going for dinner or a 15 minute walk or anything more than sitting around, then next day it feels as though I have the really bad flu on top of a hangover on top of a migraine.
I never thought I'd be so bored of sitting around watching telly and playing on the interwebs.
The worst part is that I've started losing my cognitive functions. I forget words all the time and lose track of what I'm saying, and if I try to read or anything my concentration just goes *whoosh* which makes it hard to do much of anything, really. Especially if you're trying to write a novel.
Anyway, that's what's been going on with me lately. How is everyone else?
whispers: whining about stuff totally makes you feel better.
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Date: 2006-11-18 05:22 pm (UTC)I just watched Good Will Hunting. Have you seen it? If you have, how awesome is it? If not, see it because Elliott did the soundtrack!
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Date: 2006-11-19 04:25 am (UTC)I have seen it, but not for ages so I don't remember it very well, though I do have the Elliott songs and I love them muchly.
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Date: 2006-11-18 07:29 pm (UTC)It may be tough, but you are making progress on your novel and you should be very proud of that. I know I am proud of you. *more hugs*
Talking about your feelings in front of other people is arse and no mistake. However, it could be a lot worse. It could be twelve weeks instead of six and you could have to live there the whole time. At least this way, you can come home and whine about it in your journal and we will all respond with, "Awwww.... you poor thing! *huggles*"
*loveses*
P.S. I LOVE this new icon you found for me! XD
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Date: 2006-11-19 04:39 am (UTC)It might be kind of nice to have to go and stay somewhere for a bit. Though boring, and they'd make me get up early. Still, one of those sanitarium places like people used to stay at when they had consumption.
It is a dandy icon, indeed. I love the Eccleston!
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Date: 2006-11-18 10:02 pm (UTC)How is everyone else?
Enh. My (American) football team is losing the biggest game of the year. :(
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Date: 2006-11-19 04:40 am (UTC)Does that mean they are out for good, or do you get another chance? (I have no idea how American Football works.)
*hugs* Sport is too mean sometimes.
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Date: 2006-11-19 05:23 am (UTC)Nah, we've had a crap year. But usually all bets are off when we play our #1 rival and beating them can make it *seem* like we had a winning season.
Alas, it was not to be... :(
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Date: 2006-11-19 07:11 am (UTC)I won't tell you that there's always next year, because that is never helpful. (But really, there's always next year.)
*more huggles and huggles for your team as well*