People have related for decades that ME causes changes in brain function and were often told "it is all in your head".
It was also called Yuppie Flu and sometimes a 'figment of your imagination'. I contracted ME in March 1988 and it took the best part of 9 months before I understood it and came to accept that there was nothing that I could do to make it better. I had barely had a day's illness in my life apart from childhood illness when this hit me like sledge hammer.
If Long Covid is anything like ME then I feel immense sympathy for anyone who develops it.
I came to accept that there was nothing that I could do to make it better.
Med thinking had changed a lot in the last few years. In some quarters. My cousin, a surgeon, laughed in my face and said it doesn't exist. But she's not really the brightest bunny in the box.
When I was diagnosed by my GP he mentioned that a friend of his had it and would I speak to her because she had difficulty coming to terms with it especially as her husband, a surgeon, wouldn't recognise it as a genuine illness. Of course I said that I would and did.
Sometimes, when I think about it, I wonder if I still have some elements Fire. Aching muscles especially my legs is the main one.
Folks,you remember I posted last week, about a friend who doesn't drive, booked her jab 18 miles away,on the day of the train strike. You all told me to turn a deaf ear,I did, she said her hubby is now poo pooing Covid, not having any more jabs. I texted asked how she got on...got garbled text back, cancelled 119, asked if they cancelled.... she said "yes", then she said SHE cancelled! Speaking face to face,it's blatantly obvious to me,she didn't bother to cancel!!! she's now complaining about booking "locally", inconvenience,BUT she is a carer in a Nursing home,there has to be a way through the system for her. Her hubby professes to be an expert on everything!!
Dove,you don't have to apologize to me.... we're old friends. I agree, she is 53, I didn't learn to drive till I was 30. We lived in a village (in a caravan) hourly bus,none on Sunday. I had a bicycle,or walked, ex-husband did learn to drive, eventually. I never expected or asked for lifts,I'm sure you will know that's NOT me! I asked her to do me a Teeny favour yesterday, she refused! Grandaughter left her coat here Tuesday,it's been raining and chilly in the mornings, when she walks to school. We were in town,a few roads from my daughter's house,it's a Victorian one way street, parking on their side... just room for one car to pass. I parked asked her if she could kindly put coat on the step and ring the doorbell,as I was double parked,and something was bound to come along, she said "no,you do it", It was on her side of the road. So I got out,ran round,yes,then apologies to the car behind me.! I cancelled going out for a drink with her (no, I don't drive,we walk to the "local") She thinks her other half is the font of all knowledge,you can I'm sure imagine the actual fact! Mind you,in knowing her for 11 years, definitely a good idea that she doesn't drive or ride a bicycle!!
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If Long Covid is anything like ME then I feel immense sympathy for anyone who develops it.
Sometimes, when I think about it, I wonder if I still have some elements Fire. Aching muscles especially my legs is the main one.
Gardening in Central Norfolk on improved gritty moraine over chalk ... free-draining.
Gardening in Central Norfolk on improved gritty moraine over chalk ... free-draining.
As ye sow, so shall ye reap’; the modern version of which is ‘What goes around comes around’. 😉
Gardening in Central Norfolk on improved gritty moraine over chalk ... free-draining.