>It’s still not spring yet

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But it will be, sooner or later. We had rain today, and most of the leftover snow is gone. I am feeling very non-productive. I have things that have a deadline that I haven’t even begun to work on. And the deadline is before the end of the week.

Cannot seem to get myself together. Yesterday I was up til 5am messing about on the old pc. So today I got up at noon. My coffee stuff came from Green Mountain, so I called a friend to come over and see my prezzy. I got a little something for her, too, so it was worth the trip. I hope.

I got a new grinder, among other things. My old one is thirty years old. Still works, but I’m going to reserve it for spices, which I don’t grind that often, so it should last a few more years. Part of it disintegrated several years ago, but it still grinds.

Been having a lot of walking problems lately. Really hurts a few hours after I’ve walked, and the walking itself is kind of wobbly. Good thing I don’t have to go out much. Yesterday we went to Walmart (yes, I know, I hate it, too, but I’m poor) and Christmas Tree Shop where I bought nothing. Hooray for me. On the other hand, I stocked up on some things at Walmart, so money was still spent.

I finally got the room plan worked out, but now I will need a new table or computer desk or something similar. I think I’ll check out Freecycle. Off to find some food. Oh, and my new homemaker volunteered to move furniture for me. For free.

>It’s Not Spring Yet

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It’s only 25 degrees out. Darn chilly, if you ask me. Had a pretty good day. Talked to a friend in Florida, had another friend over for coffee and on-line games, and did a small amount of rearranging in the kitchen. Wanted to do more, but got tired. Yesterday, I slept til 2pm, and for the several days before that, I was just in pain and did nothing but lay around or play on the computer. I’m going to try to get some more done before tv time later. Tonight it’s Mythbuster’s McGuyver episode. RDA I miss SG1.

>Thoughts

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I am needing to declutter badly. I rarely cook, yet I have all the pots and pans and roasters and gizmos that I had when I did cook. I don’t want to let them go, because I may need to cook a roast or something some day. Right? It occurred to me that I don’t want to let them go because if I do, it means I will never need to cook a roast again, or do anything to feed anyone else. It means that part of my life is truly over. I’m not sure I’m ready to accept that yet. Having a debilitating illness involves so much accepting of things you cannot change, when is the one that does you in finally? You’ve accepted so many limitations, and life changes, and losses, already. Is giving away a roasting pan the final straw that means your life really is over?

I want to live again. I want my life back. I want to be that person who had a wonderful job and had fun and was enthusiastic about things, instead of this person whose main goal in life is just to get through today. Just survive today without giving in to the pain, giving in to the fatigue, giving up on any semblance of anything but existance. I want to keep trying, keep fighting, but some times it is just so hard, and feels so futile. Do I have learned helplessness, or am I really helpless, in the sense that I can’t help myself do the things I want/need to do, things that would make my life cheerier and less stressful?

After this past 14 months, the worst since I became ill, I am living in a cluttered, disorganized mess. I don’t even open my mail, sometimes for days or even longer. What does it matter? What does anything I do or don’t do matter? I am not happy about feeling this way. I am not wallowing. I am just frustrated at my inability to get done those things I want to get done. I know how I want things to be, I am just physically unable to get them there. It wears you down. It makes you sad. I don’t like feeling sad. I need to find something positive to focus on, and move on. Can I?

> It’s been an interesting several days. I’ve decided to give up on the sleeping pill after reading a new insert that came with my latest renewal. One of the possible side effects is goodbye to the liver. Soooo. Thursday, I was up all night. Slept about 4 hours Friday afternoon. Slept some Saturday, took a pill Saturday night because I wanted to be awake to go to a friend’s on Sunday. Got up at 11 am on Sunday, and was awake til 4am Tuesday morning. Slept 14 hours once I did get to sleep, and got up at 6pm tonight. It sure makes life interesting, this. I do feel somewhat clearer-headed without the pill, so that’s all right. I’m going to be interested to see if I can hold out, and will my sleep schedule normalize if I can. I’ll keep all of you invisible, uncommunicative, possibly nonexistant readers updated.

>January 31st

> Something strange happened to my computer last night. I went to look for a picture, and they were mostly gone. Vanished. Nowhere to be found. Then it froze up and I couldn’t get past the ‘Your Active Desktop just committed Hari Kari’ page, even after restarting a few times. Shut her down, then this am when I fired her up she worked. But pictures still missing. So reinstalled backups, but didn’t have my latest pics backed up yet. Oh, well.

Then this afternoon my friend Tess and I were playing games and one of THEM was missing. Just gone. What’s that about? I loooove technology. HA!

>Shopping

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Finally had a decent day. Not foggy or sleepy or exhausted. Friend came over, we played Luxor and went to Walmart where I stocked up on the food my cats like. The more expensive brand, of course, but it doesn’t smell terrible and is made from real food. Not too cold today, either, but gray and looks like a storm is coming.

Hoping to have some energy tomorrow to get some of this mess cleared up. My new good homemaker is coming Thursday. The old one cancelled for the third week in a row, and I specifically asked for this one as she has done a good job when filling in. So I am happy.

Got my book in the mail. It’s a cancer book, but someone said it helped with their CFIDS/FM and it was only five dollars, so I bought it. Holistic therapies and nutrition information. Hope it has some good info that really works.

>A video for you

>This is what I have. The video at the bottom of this post really gives a feel for what it’s like to have this illness. I found it on Catherine Morgan’s blog, “Living With Chronic Fatigue Syndrome”. Here’s the link to her blog. http://livingwithcfs.wordpress.com/

Watching the video makes me feel very sad, because I think I try to push it all to the back of my mind, and just deal as best I can with the symptoms, rather than thinking of the illness as a whole. Is that denial? When I’m tired, I deal with being tired. When I have pain, I deal with having pain. When I can’t think, I remove myself from the activity that requires it, like reading or writing or answering questions. If you put all the symptoms I have together, and try to deal with them as a whole, it is too overwhelming and depressing. So I live in the moment, literally. I don’t think or plan ahead at all, because how can I know until the moment if I will be able to do whatever it is I thought about/planned to do.

It’s very isolating, also, because I can’t think when I’m tired, and if I try to go out on my own, I sometimes can’t think how to get back home. I get on the wrong bus, I can’t find the number of the taxi, I can’t think what to do or where to go. It’s easier to stay home. I’ve had some really difficult experiences with getting home, times the service that was supposed to pick me up didn’t, leaving me standing in the freezing cold and snow for hours without energy to find a phone or think of a solution. I’ve gotten on what I thought was the right bus, only to have it take me for an extended ride and me wondering how/if I’m ever going to get home. Once the bus driver made me get off in a snowstorm to wait for a different bus, after he’d told me his was the one that went to my stop. Things like this can take weeks to recover from.

Of course, the thinking difficulty can lead to other problems, too, like running out of groceries if I forget to plan for the times my homemaker just doesn’t show up, or where to put the laundry she did when the dryers in the laundry room don’t work because nobody collected the coins from them, or how to do the laundry at all when the washers don’t work for the same reason. It does make life interesting, if challenging.

Anyway, I hope you watch the video. It’s about 10 minutes long, and can really help you understand what someone with this illness goes through.

>New Year’s Day Afternoon

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Really hoping for a better year this time around. 2007 was the worst year since I first got sick with fibro. I had one six-week period where all I did was sleep, and the ‘good’ days were few and far between. It’s been hard. My homemaker service has been horrible this year as well, with no one coming at least 70% of the time, and they’re only here for two hours once a week anyway. So I am horribly disorganized and cluttered and messy and all those things that make life that much more difficult.

I really need to figure out a better way of dealing with chronic, debilitating illness. No car, living alone, isolated. It’s depressing as well as difficult. Right now I am out of almost everything, grocery-wise, and I am planning on having enough energy tomorrow to take the bus to the stop and shop. Haven’t shopped alone in a few years. The homemaker does that normally, and sometimes my friend Tess takes me shopping. But she is sick with a cold right now.

Oh, I am just feeling cranky. No milk for three days, so no coffee for three days. How am I surviving this lack of caffeine? Gooood question. But I am determined to make this year better all around. I will succeed. I will succeed.

Update Tuesday evening. I showered, dressed, and walked across the street for half-and-half. Coffee for breakfast! Yes!!!

>Feeling better

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Finally. Coincidentally, today is my friend’s birthday, and when she heard I was feeling better, she invited me over for dinner. Lovely. We had roasted chicken, stuffing, baked potato, and asparagus. Apple pie with ice cream for dessert. Tea. Played a new game on her pc while her hubbies watched football. Very nice afternoon, and so fantastic to feel relatively functional again. Hope it lasts for a while.

>Oh, well

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Obviously no one reads this but me, but that’s okay. Today I am kind of unhappy with myself. After four days of sleeping most of the time, one day out shopping with a friend, today I had hoped to actually get something done. So here I sit at the computer. I haven’t read my email for six days, but I’m not even going there yet.

I’m just overwhelmed by the mess, I think. The house isn’t dirty, but it’s cluttered beyond my ability to cope with it. I need to move a bookshelf, but first I have to remove what’s on it, and put it where? Before I can do that, I have to fold the clothes on the chair in front of it and put them away, but there is more stuff in front of the closet door. Before I can move that, I have to……………and on and on. It’s not that I have so much more stuff, it’s just that my organization went out the window the whole first of the year when I was so ill with the fibro, and as I’ve slowly gotten better, just keeping up with the dishes and the normal tidying up is pretty much all I can manage. So things just sit where they are.

I’m not happy about it, and I know I need help, but who will help me? There really isn’t anyone, so I know I have to do it myself. I just can’t. Not now, anyway. But I will, eventually. I hope.

>I’m Cooking

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I don’t cook much anymore, because I get nervous and shaky and make a mess of things, but today I am being slow and careful and am baking turkey pie, and about to finish mixing up a Torta (bread pud). Having a rest break. Then later, there will be dishes. Worst part of cooking is the clean-up. But I will have good, homemade food to eat for a few days, so that’s a good thing.

>It’s Been Awhile

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It really has been a while since I last posted. Life has been just moving right along in the meantime. I have been trying to get my place in order, but it is of course very slow with more tired or pain days than not, but my biggest hurdle has been my homemaker service. It’s been really terrible, with so many no-shows that I’ve been lucky to have someone come in once a month over the summer. I can’t vacuum, and laundry is difficult due to carrying it to laundry room and back, and there are other issues. I’ve been working on doing something every day, like washing a few things by hand, but I am sooooooo far behind with everything.

I really hate being dependant on someone else, but you gotta do what you gotta do, I guess. At least I have a friend who takes me shopping occasionally, so I don’t run out of food.

I’m trying to declutter. I have too much stuff for this tiny apartment. Besides just the regular dross, there is an extra table, a loveseat that’s not really extra but I hate, and some kitchen stuff I never use. Baby steps, as Flylady says. But my steps are still in the crawling stage. 🙂

The weather has finally turned to autumn temperatures over the past few days. Down in the 40’s at night. The colors arent’ good this year due to the drought we’ve been having, and the trees across the street aren’t even turning yet. But cooler is better than sticky, any day. The sky is lovely, with puffy white clouds floating across from west to east. A good sign. It’s that darn south wind that brings the stickies.

I’m wishing for a good rain soon. We really need it, and I do like rain.

>Pain

>After that last entry, I had one good day in a row. A day where I felt normal. Got a lot done, too. But then couldn’t sleep so next day not so good. It’s been a long time since I’ve had a ‘normal’ feeling day. I enjoyed it. Today is lovely. Cool, breezy, lovely. So what am I doing? Sitting here messing about on the laptop. Oh, well.

>My Weekend

>Two hellish days of pain, and a sleep-all-day recovery day. Much better now. Wish I knew what brings those on. I was watching a movie Saturday night when my shoulders started hurting. Woke up Sunday with PAIN. Total body, back-spasming, aching, piercing, shooting pain. Not pleasant. Lasted through yesterday afternoon, eased up, and this evening is finally gone. So far.

When it’s that bad, I just want to give up, thinking that I’ve lost control of my life, can’t take care of myself anymore, can’t get myself together, negative, negative thinking. But then it goes, and I have a renewed since of ‘well, maybe this time I can get myself under control. Manage my life, figure out how to avoid the pain’. We’ll see how that goes.

>June

>It”s the sixth of June, 61 degrees, breezy and gorgeous. 61 degrees in June! Not being a hot, sticky weather lover, I am happy. The weather is certainly getting interesting as we get deeper into the global warming phenomenon. We are fortunate here not to have really bad storms as are happening in other areas close to us.

It’s done. The house is sold. Now the guilt that I didn’t get a better price, fear that I’m going to wind up owing, rather than inheriting, money. Wishing I could have been there for my mom, sorry that the family’s only asset is gone. Nothing is ever easy, is it? But it’s done. Relief.

I am cleaning (slowly) the messes from the week I was the most ill, and the lousy homemaker didn’t bother with. Otherwise good. Feeling much better, and pacing myself so I don’t relapse. Simon is resting on the desk next to the keyboard, Gertrude is under the bed as usual, Tess will be here soon (Coolatta’s?), life is good.

>Tuesday

>Went out with Tess today. Then played with Misty. Fun, but very tired and achy now. Was hard not to go back to bed this morning, but I really didn’t want to bail one more time.

Downloaded IE7, and a new bookmark add-on, Bookmark wizard, which displays IE favs as a webpage. Pretty cool. Boring looking, but neat to have them all there in front of you, with addresses. I printed it out as a backup, too. Nothing on tv tonight, so just going to play on here til I fade.

Here’s another blog I found a couple of days ago. Makes me sad. http://gocomics.typepad.com/the_sandbox/

>Life is hard

>Almost lost this blog, forgot how to get to it. Been very, very ill for the past month or so. Started with bursitis, then sinus infection. Got meds, infection cleared up but not bursitis. whole thing brought on major flare. I have slept most of the month away. Since mid Feb. Last night I slept 12 hours. Twelve. Today, when I woke up, I felt pretty good, took a shower and washed my pj’s, then I was tired, and vegged mostly. Feeling very sad. Why? I think I’m just lonely, overwhelmed with this illness, fighting to keep up with things, keep in control of my life, and not succeeding at all well. I need help. I am not managing my life at all lately, for quite awhile, really. I don’t even open my mail sometimes. Then I think, well, why should I get help, I didn’t go help Mama. I am a bad person. But I couldn’t. I couldn’t go. I couldn’t help. I wasn’t able. I feel very bad because I didn’t, even though in my head I KNOW I couldn’t do it. I couldn’t live there, I couldn’t take care of her, I couldn’t manage her life. I can’t manage mine. I’m sorry. I am so worn down by this illness. Some days I just don’t want to fight anymore. I don’t want to try to keep a schedule, get up on time, go to bed on time, eat, whatever. I want a vacation from being me, just for awhile. So I can regroup, get it together, get back in sync. Only I wouldn’t, because the illness would still be there when I got back. Life is hard.