Escaped!

Today I escaped both my bed and the flat and went outside πŸ˜€ It seems that now I’m finally over the cold that was causing me to relapse, I’m not too far off where I was in April before it. Still resting lots and taking it pretty easy, but this is good πŸ™‚

Last night Johan washed my hair, and then I got dressed for my doctors appointment this morning (it may sound a bit odd, but it was a t-shirt and leggings and it’s because I need at least a few hours to rest after getting dressed). I’d slept a few hours yesterday evening (about 5pm-10pm, after waking up at 1pm) and so didn’t get to sleep until about 4.30am, then woke from a nightmare at 5.36am (I looked at my watch) :(. Managed to get back to sleep and was in a weird but not as scary dream when I woke up with the alarm at 7am. (The dream had something to do with having the wrong router and it was showing up on the telly where an episode of the Simpsons was playing- weird but not massively scary :P).

I gave Johan cuddles to convince him to get out of bed, then we got ready and left and actually arrived early! Johan’s appointment was 8.30am and mine was 8.40am, as when Johan made them he didn’t think I’d be well enough to go (I was being stubborn though :P). Saw the doctor who was the nice one Johan saw the first time, who apparently is rarely there. She is brilliant- wanted lots of details to help Johan (he’s being referred back to the psychiatrist to help stop him getting so depressed again, as she doesn’t feel primary care has enough knowledge on how to deal with his particular type of depression), then I said hello (she asked if it was that type of appointment when I told her I’d not been well enough to go to the last appointment either), asked for some more tramadol as I’d been taking loads during the relapse, and for some lactulose to help prevent me getting as badly constipated again, which she was happy to do. We also discussed my M.E. care (she’s impressed that I get home visits- as am I) and how my consultant had been asking GPs for the numbers of M.E. patients a few years ago as he was wanting extra funding.

She also mentioned that she feels that GPs react badly to M.E and other illnesses that they can’t cure especially when there’s no-one more specialist they can refer to, but since they have my consultant in this area they feel better able to deal with it. She also said that’s probably why some doctors deny it exists, because they’d rather it didn’t exist than accept there was nothing they could do for it (even referring on to a consultant). That actually makes some sense, so I’m very grateful that I live in this area. I explained what the CFS clinic actually do and where they’re based (information she didn’t have) and then we talked a little bit about my oversensitivity to medication (Johan mentioned it first for the lactulose as I didn’t know dosages as only had it in hospital before, then I explained there’d been some research into it regarding autistic people and things which she was interested in).

I can see why Johan came home not anxious last time- she’s very friendly and professional at the same time, is confident in what she knows and also in what she doesn’t know, and wants to do the best she can for us. She’s also put in a referral for Johan to get a social worker to help him with his autism related issues, as mine can’t do much for that.

Afterwards we went to the chemist to pick up my prescription, then went into Gateshead as it was nearby, we needed some toothpaste (and a drink to take a painkiller with as we’d forgotten to give me one before I went out- whoops) and I wanted to go into a shop! Went into Wilkinsons, I looked at makeup for the prom (and decided I best go back with my sister Meggy who is doing my hair and makeup to pick what I need, as mine has gone walkabouts), picked up the toothpaste, facecloths (we needed a couple more) and a drink, then went to the checkout where Johan’s card was declined and he’d forgotten mine (and only had about 40p in cash on him :P). We figured out why it had been declined, said we’d come back and went to the bank.

It turns out the bank hadn’t changed his address properly and the new card for his new account (he upgraded his to a proper adult one :P) had been sent to the old address. Not sure it wasn’t picked up last time he mentioned he hadn’t received the card (he’s asked twice) but the man there found the problem, fixed it, ordered another new card to be delivered to the place we now actually live and gave him some money (out of his account). We then went back to the shop to pay for our stuff, I took a painkiller (I was really feeling it by that point as it had been about 1am when I’d last had one and it was now 9.30am) and we got the bus home.

The carer was due at 10am, but we got home at 9.55am. The woman with the paperwork arrived just after 10am, and started on that while waiting for the carer. Everything was fine and we realised that things were different almost straight away. I’m going to have one main carer, and then they’re going to get a couple of others to meet me and to be available for those times the main carer isn’t working. That means only 3 people to get to know! There may be emergencies when they’ll need to bring in someone new but they try to avoid that and stick to those three. Then the carer who is going to be my main one arrived, and we got on straight away πŸ˜€ She was late because she’d just walked about a mile, which is fair enough (we’re fine with lateness, it’s earlyness that I can’t cope well with).

New carer is American, very eccentric, and has a very similar sense of humour to both me and Johan. The woman doing the paperwork (who is also a carer) was very lovely as well, but she was a little bit left out as the three of us started talking about all sorts of things. We did all chat about how the agency works a bit, as we explained what happened with the old agency (they were horrified, and the paperwork carer was wondering how they managed to run anything that way) and they were able to reassure us that they weren’t like that. They’d already been told a bit about me by my social worker (including the main carer!) and we were able to clarify things. We let them know we’re very flexible on times so long as we know in advance, and main carer said she may need to move the morning call a little earlier because she sees someone else just afterwards and wants to get there on time. Okay with us πŸ™‚

My social worker did get the timings a bit wrong (morning calls were meant to be 45 minutes, but are now an hour, and evening calls are meant to be 30 minutes or 1 hour depending on if it’s a “bath” night (we no longer have a bath. Boo!) or not but is now 30 or 45 minutes, but we’ll work with that now and we can change them if it’s not working right.

When the paperwork carer was finished, the main carer wanted to get started. As I was already dressed and stuff, there wasn’t much for her to do except brush my teeth (as Johan is too scared to do it and I’m not able to, it had been a while) so she did that then we chatted a bit longer. In the end we had to remind her several times that she had another client to go to for 12pm (only around the corner, but she kept chatting longer). She understands that I might not always be up for talking and that’s okay with her. She did listen to what we say and wants to work with us, and says she looks forward to being here. She comes back tonight between 7.30pm and 8pm, and I’m actually looking forward to it πŸ˜€

It has been a very good day. The carer situation seems a lot better than than the last one, and they understand our requirements and are quite happy with them. The doctors went really well and according to Johan the other doctors he has seen there are really nice as well. We’re on the way to getting Johan the help he needs and I feel like they will help me if I need it. I got to go shopping and go on a bus and though I’m in bed now I’m very very happy. We’ve also bidded on a tiltable wheelchair on eBay which ends tonight and if I win that going out should be even easier (my friend Elmo found it for me- he’s awesome).

*Penguin Flaps*

Milkybar and Vimto

I wasn’t feeling well so Johan went to the shop to go get me some Milkybar and a bottle of Vimto squash. I am such a big kid but it did help πŸ™‚

This week has not been brilliant. Seems all the blogging and stuff last week was just a bit too much, so needed to be in a darkened room and couldn’t sit up until today. On Thursday the CFS Clinic peoples came to see me, which we weren’t expecting as we’d forgotten to put the appointment in the calendar. They were nice though- understood that this relapse is one of those things (it’s still the one from the end of April) and just want me to do what I can when I can, and rest lots. They also said I could use heat as much as I like for pain, so long as it’s not so hot it burns me πŸ˜› They’d been contacted by my GP but they don’t deal with medication themselves, so have recommended that he contact the pain clinic. That is all very good. They were not here for very long as talking and processing verbal stuff is the most tiring thing I can do, but they’ll be back in about 6-8 weeks to see how I’m getting on. I likes them πŸ™‚

The big thing for me is that I’ve been invited to the Interface Prom again this year (the old students are normally invited). I really really want to go. It’s in about a month, so it may be possible if I improve enough. The venue is the same as last year which is good, and as the staff and students already know me and my M.E they won’t mind if I need to lie down or stuff (there are some sofas just outside the room the actual prom is in- ideal for lying on :P). I may be being a little optimistic since I’m currently still bedbound, but if I can get back to where I was in April (which is doable) then I’ll be able to go. We’ll have to plan it really well and I might not be able to stay very long, but it would be worth any payback/relapse I’d get as I’d get to see my friends πŸ™‚ We’ll see.

Today I’m doing the best I’ve been for a little bit- I can cope with light normally again, I’m sitting propped up in bed, and I just feel much more with it. I actually feel well enough to go into the living room but I don’t want to push it yet- if I’m still the same tomorrow I’ll go through then. I’m just aware that yesterday I still couldn’t cope with light and couldn’t cope with more than one pillow until the end of the day, so don’t want to overdo it.

Diablo 3 is out and Johan is playing a lot of it. He has a level 55 Monk (level cap is 60) and has completed Normal and Nightmare difficulties. He’s currently on Act 2 (of 4) of Hell difficulty (second highest- the hardest level is Inferno) and is doing pretty well. I want to play it (I got it free with the World of Warcraft Annual Pass) so I’m hoping I’ll be able to go on my computer soon.

I managed to call T-Mobile on Wednesday (I think) to sort out my contact. I was going to move my number to Three (who I got my iPhone with) and they gave me the PAC I needed to transfer it, but immediately after they phoned me back and begged me to stay for Β£5 a month. I agreed as I was originally going to put it on a Β£10 a month contract anyway and the 300 anytime minutes inculding 08 numbers is very useful, as they’re currently not covered by my iPhone and I have to pay using the landline for 0845 and similar. I don’t need internet on it as my iPhone contract includes tethering, but having a spare phone is useful and means I have access to all the Android Market (I refuse to call it Google Play- silly name) as well as the App Store. The contract is for 12 months so is only Β£60 in total, which is less than 2 months worth previously, so I’m happy.

Twitter has been amazing as normal, keeping me sane while I’ve been stuck in the dark mostly by myself. I’m still completely overwhelmed by Facebook, so still only using it very occasionally. Johan’s been coming in and talking to me when I’ve been up to it, and disappearing again when he can see it’s making me (more) tired, as well as looking after me generally.

The carers are starting on Monday. Not spoken to them yet (I’m hoping to do that at some point) but it’s a different agency and they offer a bigger range of help than the last agency, so we’re hoping it’ll go well. If they’re really good we may ask for some extra hours paid privately for some extra help for Johan. First visit is at 10am, then it’ll be late evening (not sure what time- we do have a care plan but I’ve not been able to look at it yet). I’m hoping them washing me, helping me with teeth brushing, hair brushing and when I’m up to it getting dressed will help Johan out a lot. When the shower’s fixed I’ll be able to have one up to three times a week if I’m able to (1 hour calls) which will be awesome.

I think things are looking up πŸ™‚

M.E. Awareness Day – 12th May 2012

Today is International M.E. Awareness Day, the biggest day during M.E. Awareness Week. I was hoping to write something really good and informative today, but my plans have been scuppered because I’m too ill. Yesterday Johan washed me and helped me into clean pyjamas, and afterwards I crashed and I still haven’t recovered (yes, I am very ill because I had a wash- M.E is like that).

Anyway, what I thought I’d do instead is have lots of links to blog posts and things that are useful and informative. This also has the advantage of me being able to ask Johan to actually do the linking part as I’m not feeling very well at all. (He has agreed to help with this). I wish I could do more, but it’s just sod’s law that my M.E. means I can’t πŸ˜›

My blog posts from this week:

What Is M.E?:Β http://dannilion.com/2012/05/what-is-m-e/

How M.E. Affects Me: Β http://dannilion.com/2012/05/how-m-e-affects-me-2/

How I Cope With M.E:Β http://dannilion.com/2012/05/how-i-cope-with-m-e/

My Future Plans:Β http://dannilion.com/2012/05/plans-for-the-future/

Other useful M.E. resources and links:

An excellent awareness video by my friend Poppy, who is 13:Β http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=A5tX_RbFjvo

An article in the Daily Mail about how the author changed her mind about M.E:Β http://www.dailymail.co.uk/debate/article-2141230/All-mind-Why-critics-wrong-deny-existence-chronic-fatigue.html

Emily Collingridge’s appeal:Β http://www.meassociation.org.uk/?p=10880

Severe ME – A Guide To Living- a book by Emily Collingridge:Β http://www.severeme.info/

Voices in the Shadows- a film about severe M.E:Β http://voicesfromtheshadowsfilm.co.uk/

Severe M.E. and Me- My Story by J K Rowbory:Β http://www.jkrowbory.co.uk/severe-me-and-me-%E2%80%93-my-story/

Fear-free Healthcare by Matthew Smith: http://www.blogistan.co.uk/blog/mt.php/2012/04/15/fear-free-healthcare

ME Association:Β http://www.meassociation.org.uk/

AYME:Β http://www.ayme.org.uk/

Action for ME:Β http://www.actionforme.org.uk/

25% ME Group:Β http://www.25megroup.org/

I may be adding other links if I find them.

Plans for the Future

As it is M.E. Awareness Week I am blogging about living with M.E. On Monday I wrote about what M.E. is, on Tuesday I explained how it affects me, and yesterday I wrote about how I cope. Today I’m writing about my future plans.

Today I am having a pretty bad day, and feel a lot more brain foggy than is normal for me. It may have something to do with staying awake for well more than 24 hours before falling asleep around 8pm yesterday (I woke up at 10am). Writing long blog posts may also have something to do with it πŸ˜› Luckily, today’s blog post is easier.

My life is pretty much on hold at the moment. I had to give up college as I was just too ill to get in or do the work any longer, and I’ve even had to give up watching some of my favourite television shows as even when I’m well enough to have them on I’m no longer able to follow the plots or understand them. I am hopeful though that I will improve (and eventually get better completely), and so I keep a list of my plans for the future. Some of these are small, some are bigger, but this is a bit like my bucket list so there’s no known time limit to achieve them. They’re not in any particular order.

    • Go to the library
    • Go to Blizzcon
    • Visit Interface
    • Go on a plane
    • Make a proper risotto
    • Bake a cake
    • Stand up without feeling faint/actually fainting
    • Play Diablo 3
    • Play Starcraft 2
    • Play Pandas! (Mists of Pandaria, the next World of Warcraft expansion)
    • Create an Android app
    • Go see Wicked
    • Have a dancing lesson
    • Go outside, all by myself
    • Go to Scandinavia
    • See penguins in the wild
    • See penguins in the zoo (since that will be a bit easier)
    • Feed the penguins
    • Get another sparkly purple penguin (mine went missing and I’ve yet to find a new one)
    • Go upstairs by walking
    • Go swimming
    • Go ice skating
    • Learn to put mascara on without poking myself in the eye
    • Design, make and wear my own dress
    • Go to Blizzard Headquarters
    • Finish the Undead storyline (In World of Warcraft- I actually have a seperate list with more WoW goals, but I won’t post that here)
    • Read The ShatteringΒ  (a World of Warcraft book)
    • Read ALL the Warcraft books (even Knaak. Eek!)
    • Spend an entire day out of bed, without payback
    • Watch all Star Trek: Voyager again
    • Watch all of Star Trek: Deep Space Nine again
    • Actually, just watch all of Star Trek again πŸ˜›
    • Start using Linux again as my main operating system (as I only using my computer for games at the moment, it’s currently on Windows)
    • Learn to drive (if it’s safe)
    • Go on a train (Metro doesn’t count)
    • Ride a horse
    • See the Olympic Torch at the Sage
    • Have our marriage blessed in church (this was originally planned to be around our 1st anniversary, but I was too ill)
    • Go to church again
    • Go back to the Linux User Group
    • Go to university
    • Get a job I love
    • Clean the flat by myself
    • Get a manicure
    • Go to Palestine
    • Catch up with my television shows
    • Go to a convention
    • Wear a costume, possibly to a convention
    • Watch Star Wars to see if I like it this time
    • Meet up with friends
    • Be able to rock, flap and bounce again

    This is quite a long list, though it could be longer and I plan to keep updating it. I’ve missed some off- I desperately want to get well, but that’s not something I can just “do” (some of these goals are related to getting better, but I can actually say yes, I’ve done that, such as standing up without feeling faint or walking upstairs). Some of them I may never do, some of them I might be able to do pretty soon if my health improves a little bit. I may have forgotten some things (I hadn’t updated the list document for a while and though I tried to remember the others, my memory is very poor), and there are a few I’ve deliberately not mentioned for my own reasons. I’ve also been able to remove one of items as I’ve already achieved it. That made me happy πŸ™‚

    I want to particularly mention the last one on the list. One of the hardest things for me is that I’m no longer physically capable of or have the energy to do my usual stims (the repetitive movements/behaviours that a lot of autistic people (and a lot of non-autistic people as well) have). These have many purposes for me- they help me calm myself, help me understand and process things, but above all, they make me happy. I don’t normally do them in public unless I’m very comfortable or very anxious, but before I got very ill I used to be constantly in motion. People might not understand stimming, but I miss it.

    Having M.E. can mean your goals change. I never would have thought I’d be excited by the idea of being able to walk upstairs, but that’s one of my goals now. I also had hoped to complete my A Level in Computing, but that is no longer possible. I celebrate every achievement- and that can include little things like eating solid food or sitting up for a few minutes. I’m grateful for what I’m still able to do, as there are people (including some friends) who are too ill to do even the little I can. I pray for more research into M.E. and for a cure to be found, but in the meantime I’ll just keep dreaming.

    How I Cope With M.E.

    For M.E. Awareness week I am blogging about living with M.E. On Monday I wrote about what M.E. is, and yesterday I wrote about how it affects me. Today I’m writing about how I cope with severe M.E.

    Due to the severity of my M.E, I’m unable to do many of the normal everyday stuff that other people do. This doesn’t mean that I spend all my time moaning about stuff though (I do a bit of that when things are bad, but I try to limit it). I’m very lucky that I don’t have depression alongside my M.E, (in fact, I recovered from 12 years of severe depression a few months into getting M.E, which is hard to understand but I have my theories) so the motivation to do things is intact. It’s just my body doesn’t let me do them.

    As I spend a lot of time lying in bed, I need something to do while there. The answer for me is the tablet computer I mentioned yesterday- my ASUS Eee Pad Transformer. Her name is Cameron πŸ™‚ She runs Android Ice Cream Sandwich 4.0.4 with a custom rom (that bit’s just because I’m a geek) and she basically keeps me sane. On Cameron I’m able to use Twitter (I like the Plume app- I’ve made it all colourful), keep up with emails, read blog posts and websites, play Draw Something (and get complimented on my drawings as I’ve got a 10″ screen which makes it easier than on a small phone), communicate with other people either online or when I can’t speak or it’s too exhausting, and when I’m well enough I can watch videos or television shows, read books or listen to music on it πŸ™‚ I’m also using it with the keyboard dock to type this blog post (the keyboard dock makes it like a netbook).

    Twitter is an awesome source of support for me. As tweets are 140 characters or less, they’re short enough for my brain to process. I’ve met so many wonderful, supportive people on there, both with and without disabilities, and it’s so helpful to be able to talk to people who are going through similar things to me. I’m very fond of virtual hugs and squishes, especially as I’m often too ill for real life ones. The Spoonies* especially are amazing, as they’re all ill themselves yet try to help other people as much as they can. We celebrate each other’s acheievements, help each other with problems, and just chat and share things between us. I also get most of my news through there (often shared by someone I follow). Quite a lot of my day is spent on Twitter as it doesn’t make me more ill, and it’s a very postive thing for me.

    I follow quite a lot of different blogs in my Google Reader, and try to read all the posts that are there. This doesn’t mean I necessarily understand them, and some of the longer ones can be quite hard (which I feel a bit bad about as I’m guilty of that myself) but it helps me keep up with things and follow what people are doing. Since reading is the easiest way for me to take in information, I read blogs in a similar way to how people listen to podcasts (which is very difficult for me- some people find it easier than reading but I’m not one of them) so it’s another good way for me to pass the time and feel like I’m doing something, even if I’m unable to comment very much at all. I also follow some I can haz cheezburger? and comic feeds that are normally good πŸ™‚

    My faith is very important to me, though it’s personal so I don’t talk about it all that much (it’s not that I’m embarrassed, it’s just something I don’t feel I need to share constantly). I’m a Christian (Anglican- mostly Anglo-Catholic though I’m very much for gay marriage, gay and female clergy at every level, and other “liberal” stuff) and knowing God is always there for me and Jesus knows what suffering is like is a constant comfort. I pray a lot, sometimes in words, most of the time without, and though I can’t make it to church I know He understands πŸ™‚

    I used to spend a lot of time on the AYME (Association of Young people with M.E) member forums, though now it’s difficult for me to get on there much. When I can though the support is awesome, especially from the other SAMs (severely affected members). I also receive emails and the magazine from them, and can contact them (or Johan can contact them for me) if I have any questions or I need help regarding my M.E. As most of the members are of normal education age it was especially helpful when I was attending college, as there were other people going through similar things. Although I don’t agree with their stance on some things (I’m not going to go into that here) the support I’ve had as a member, especially from the other members, is excellent.

    I try to remain as positive as I can (this does not mean you should tell me or any other ill person to be positive- that just makes the person feel lousy). Everything I’m able to do is something to celebrate, even little things like being able to roll over and being able to eat solid food πŸ™‚ I am so grateful for everything I can do as I’m aware it could be so much worse. I limit the amount of bad news I read- I don’t avoid it entirely but as I can’t process things properly or do anything about it there’s no point me getting upset. I like trying to be as supportive of my friends as they are as me- not sure I manage that but I do like giving out squishes πŸ™‚ I hope they improve, especially those who are more ill than I am. I surround myself with things that make me happy- I have Penguin and Katie (my teddy) in my bed with me at all times (Penguin is normally in constant contact with me), Erica is close by, I have a penguin on my wall and a purple penguin canvas next to my bed. When we get the room decorated and the blind up it’ll be even nicer in here for me πŸ™‚ I know and like who I am and although I hate my M.E, I don’t hate myself.

    When I can do something, I take advantage of it (though I try not to overdo it as that leads to payback or relapse). Sitting at my computer and playing World of Warcraft (which I currently do about 2 or 3 times a week, though I’m trying to build that up) is a big thing for me, even if I’m not well enough to do progression raiding with my guild now (though when I’m having a good day I can sometimes do Looking For Raid as that’s easy). That’s the best distraction from the pain and how ill I am I’ve got, as I get into my character and what I’m doing so well. Sometimes we’re quite creative to let me do things- I originally discovered I could stay upright in my wheelchair to stay upright by tying a scarf around my chest, which meant that getting a torso harness allowed me to go out a few times. That was just amazing and the memories from then helped me stay positive during the relapse. My weekly wash is one of the best parts of the week, even though it is so exhausting and painful at the time and causes payback.

    The main thing I do is listen to my body. I don’t concentrate so much on what or how many symptoms I have (though sometimes they’re pretty demanding for me to know they’re there ;), but more on how I’m feeling overall. I then judge if I feel up to doing something, and if I do I’ll do it. Sometimes I get this wrong and overdo it, but most of the time this works really well and it allowed me to build back up from the relapse in December, and it’s helping me recover from the relapse a few weeks ago. I don’t have structured rests breaks (trying to do that and track them was too exhausting), but most of the stuff I do is pretty low energy and I often just stare into space or just lie there with my eyes closed for 5-10 minutes, which seems to work just as well. Sometimes if I feel I need it I’ll either nap or lie with my eye mask on to rest completely. I sleep when I feel sleepy (which is slightly different to the exhaustion and fatigue I experience all the time) and do things when I feel able to do them. It means I’m not always awake at the same times each day, but trying to force a “normal” sleeping pattern just makes me worse.

    On the more medical side, I take tramadol and ibuprofen for the pain, lansoprazole to protect my stomach from the ibuprofen (which also helps with my acid reflux and heartburn a bit), cyclizine to cope with nausea, Buccastem (buccal prochlorperazine) if I’m vomiting too much to take the cyclizine (which works better and for longer, but the Buccastem works long enough for me to take it) and I was meant to be taking vitamin D and calcium supplements but the form I was given (a powder to be mixed up as a drink) was intolerable so I need to ask the doctor for an alternative (when I was last tested for them my vitamin D levels were on the higher side of normal after intensive supplementation as I’d been severely deficient and my calcium levels were normal, so it’s not urgent but it’s to prevent any problems from occuring). These make life tolerable. Last year I was able to come off the psychiatric medication I’d been taking for severe depression (which had helped me a lot) without any relapse. That was a big achievement for me.

    Every medical professional I’ve had dealings with since I’ve had M.E. has been very supportive. Some have been surprised at how severe my M.E. is (I then tell them that it can be a lot worse) but all have accepted it’s a physical illness and just want to help me be as well as possible and hopefully improve. This makes me exceptionally lucky, but being believed and knowing I have medical support there makes things so much easier to deal with. The main advice I’ve been given is to get lots of rest, and there has been no suggestion that I do exercise or get any counselling to think my way out of this, though I do see a psychologist and a physiotherapist (the CFS clinic people) to help with management. I did have to have depression ruled out as a cause but due to my history I understood why my consultant wanted to do that before confirming my diagnosis. My old GP recognised my M.E. and initially diagnosed me. My new GP hasn’t even met me yet but has already been very helpful with prescribing medication and contacting the CFS clinic to see how they can help more, and if I need one I can get a home visit (I don’t want to bother them if I don’t need to, and the things I need at the moment are minor so can either wait until I can get there or possibly be sorted through another appointment that Johan attends for me),

    I get (or am in the process of getting) all the support I’m entitled to (at least as far as I know). My benefits are currently sorted, and although I’m yet to be transferred over to ESA I’m obviously ill enough and very easily meet the criteria to get into the support group, though I’m aware I may need to appeal for that. My main worry is the medical but I’m hoping my GP will support me for a home visit, and I already convinced one ATOS doctor for DLA. I’m also entitled to social care, around 15 hours a week, which should be in place again soon. That should help quite a bit. I also go into a care home three times a year for respite to give Johan a break, which helps him loads which in turn helps me. We’re also getting some people in (paid for from my DLA) to do some housework.

    My friends have been amazing. Some of them don’t understand M.E. itself (I’m happy to answer any questions they have or direct them to information if they’re interested but don’t want to force it on people who may not want or may struggle to understand) but they’ve all been very supportive and stood by me when I got more ill. They understand that contact may be sporadic as chatting to people is exhausting but when I’m able to they’re just the same as ever πŸ™‚ I’m unable to use Facebook much at the moment as it’s too confusing and exhausting so I don’t keep in touch as often as I like, but I like to see what they’re up to when I can and celebrate with them. I’ve already mentioned the Spoonies and my other friends on Twitter who are a great source of support, and as well as Twitter and Facebook I’ve also made new friends through AYME.

    South Tyneside College helping me as much as they did and trying everything they could to help me achieve what I did and to try and help me continue was brilliant. I am sad that I just got too ill to finish my A Level, but I did get my A in AS Computing and I learnt lots at Interface (the autism unit) as well. A special mention goes to Simin, my Computing lecturer, the staff and students at Interface, and especially to Louise, who was my key worker/personal tutor the entire time I was there, and did everything she could to help me, not only with my autism but also with my depression and anxiety and then with my M.E. I don’t think I’d be coping anywhere near as well as I am without what I learnt at Interface and without the support that Louise gave me.

    The main person who helps me cope with everything though is Johan. He is my husband and my main carer, and for both he’s been as supportive as he could be. He does everything for me that I can’t do, and helps me with everything that I need help with, and he doesn’t complain and acts like it’s no big deal (except when I’ve woken him up, but that’s understandable :P). He struggles with some bits (the carer and cleaners will help a lot with that) and needs a break when he can get one, but he rarely complains and just get on with it. Without him, I’d be in a care home (which would be worse for me, especially long term). I love him so much and he helps me deal with life so well, and I’m so much happier being with him. I know he feels the same πŸ™‚ He often doesn’t realise just how much he does for me, but he’s giving me the best life I can possibly have with this illness and I’m extremely grateful for that. He is awesome πŸ™‚

    I was hoping initially that this post would be shorter than yesterday’s, but it’s turned out longer. I think I like that my coping post is longer than the post talking about how I’m suffering πŸ™‚

    *For the Spoon Theory, see butyoudontlooksick.com. It’s a very good, simple way to describe living with a chronic illness, especially one that can fluctuate like M.E or Lupus (which the author has) does. Some of us who use it call ourselves Spoonies.