If you have ever read any of my writings about living with Chronic Fatigue Syndrome (or are currently a friend of mine living with CFS)- you will know that my mother doles out wellness advice. She is not a Doctor -but she has that kind of diagnostic confidence that doctors have when she is dealing with her children. She is often wrong -especially when broken bones are involved. But when dealing with CFS and me/ME (pun!) she is right on the money.
There are 3 things that she does really well:
- She makes a magic soup that will make just about any sick person feel human again.
- She makes a mean cup of tea
- She has created some rules for wellness that actually work – and she doesn’t exactly give you a timeline to do them, though they should probably all be done close to each other.
These wellness rules are simple – and created for a person who has zero energy – and isn’t capable of doing complicated tasks because the exhaustion has made life unbearable for the moment.
The rules for wellness by my Doctor Mom are:
- Drink water – a lot of it. 2 glasses immediately (as in right now).
- Eat an egg.
- Go walk around the block -I don’t care if it takes you 5 minutes or 3 hours.
I’ve been having a rough time of it. This not sleeping thing has screwed me up hugely. In fact, I am quite impressed with myself that I can type this out – because I have been having a hard time understanding english these days. But today, I couldn’t take it any more. I was in bed until noon – hurting and exhausted. I had to force myself to get up – get dressed, and go for breakfast. I walked to a diner – 2 blocks away – ordered eggs and bacon (I gave my bacon away to strangers), and then managed to walk about 2 miles. Yay! There was a time, that I couldn’t even do that. So lets take that as a win.
So now its almost 4pm, and I am laying in bed, fully dressed – with the covers on. Hoping that I have tired myself out enough that I will sleep tonight. But knowing that I shouldn’t be here (in this bed) just in case I accidentally fall asleep, and do more harm to myself.
So I’m getting up now.
Thanks mom for your rules. I feel like I accomplished something, even if that was only eating a proper breakfast.
*photo source Daniel Novta via flickr