Diary of a Chronically Exhausted Vicar. Episode 55
In which I find my way back to joy! Steps forward, back, and forward again I felt the feelings. I took wine off the menu. I began to sleep more deeply under [...]
In which I find my way back to joy! Steps forward, back, and forward again I felt the feelings. I took wine off the menu. I began to sleep more deeply under [...]
In which I learn and try new things Always learning It is difficult to discern what exactly triggers each pain flare, each energy slump. Stress, a late night, too much dairy or [...]
Recently, I wrote of my need to take some time off work because the Depression and Chronic Fatigue with which I live had both significantly worsened. While I was on [...]
Over the weekend I suddenly recognised my sadness and loneliness (even in a week of numerous, joyful, connections with people), my tiredness and insomnia, lack of enthusiasm and abundance of anger, for what [...]
life with chronic fatigue I swam to move the muscles: still, the flame raged. I soaked to loose the muscles: still, the flame raged. Spa jets to soothe the muscles: still, the flame [...]
I mentioned in a recent post that many who experience Chronic Fatigue Syndrome are almost entirely debilitated by it: the effort to get out of bed is enough to send them straight back to [...]
'I am at the curled-up-in-the-foetal-position-unstoppable-crying stage of lockdown.' This was my social media status update several Thursdays ago. Your response Friends, acquaintances, members of my dispersed and local communities – [...]
It's a day of weariness and pain today. They're becoming more frequent. I may need to brave the outdoors to return to the chiropractor for the network spinal treatment that has been so helpful [...]
As I sat down to write this, at 9pm on Saturday night, I had just finished watching A Quiet Passion for the first time. OK, I finished five minutes before that. As I sat [...]
Ah, the gift of words from others to help us see, understand, anew. A poem. On the healing nature of green after reading Phosphorescence, by Julia Baird 1. 'I see trees of green' [...]
Stay home, they said. Don't see people, they said. Rest, they said. So, business as usual, I thought. Reader, business was anything but usual. I had just emerged from two weeks' sick [...]
for Dad I cry with Fatigue, and I am crying for you I cry, inflamed muscles aching, I am crying for you I cry anger at isolation, but find: I cry for you I [...]