This variant of CFS that I assume I have is being a bit of a
nuisance. It isn’t just the occasional rapid descent into extreme tiredness, it’s
everything else that comes with it – the bouts of general weariness coupled
with heart palpitations, slight dizziness, hints of nausea, and the fact that any
chronic sensitivities (like old knee injuries) all hurt at the same time. I got
one this morning walking around the town. I felt a bit of a wreck.
I gather that formal diagnosis is a protracted process of eliminating
other possibilities like anaemia. Can I be bothered? And it seems there’s no
cure anyway except rest and stress reduction. Rest isn’t so much a problem,
although it’s complicated if you live alone and have to do everything for
yourself. The real difficulty is removing the stress. My nature, my principles,
my sensibilities, and the fact that I decline to walk the Main
Street of Greyville make me naturally prone to
almost constant stress. It just comes with the territory, so I suppose I’ll
have to put up with the inconvenience for as long as it lasts.
Time to start the dinner. When I can be bothered.
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