It’s amazing to me that anyone has ever thought exercise was a valid treatment for ME, and i shall tell you why in one very small thread
i did some gardening yesterday & walked to the polling station today, & felt VERY smug that i was feeling ok.
Alas, hubris struck me down as I was sorting clothes an hour ago
Alas, hubris struck me down as I was sorting clothes an hour ago
I crashed very suddenly, and language went haywire.
to illustrate: i was trying to ask james where the socks were, but couldn’t form sentences or remember the word for socks, only that they had bows on them
to illustrate: i was trying to ask james where the socks were, but couldn’t form sentences or remember the word for socks, only that they had bows on them
so what happened was i slumped to the ground, legs gone from under me, demanding increasingly frustratedly of my increasingly confused partner:
bows. BOWS. bows? BOWS?!
as one finger pointed at the clothes pile.
bows. BOWS. bows? BOWS?!
as one finger pointed at the clothes pile.
in the end we both ended up laughing & i’m now horizontal on a sofa with language mostly returned to me, but seriously. This is not a ‘normal’ illness or a ‘normal’ response to exercise!
I was fine for a day/hours after the exertion, and then I was suddenly screaming BOWS at my poor bewildered boyfriend as he looked on in complete perplexity
Ain’t no mention of that in the PACE trial, eh?!
Ain’t no mention of that in the PACE trial, eh?!