Hello Again!

Hi, everybody!
Well, another week has gone by, and here I am. It has been another awful week due to the weather here in the mid western United States.
I was at my chiropractors’ office on Tuesday having some blood drawn, and the nurse practitioner and I were talking about CFS/FM, which are neuroimmune diseases. I mentioned how the change of seasons from Summer to Fall is really a hard time of the year, even worse than the deep freezes of Winter. Sure, it’s cold, but at least the weather is stable and not so up and down. She told me how October is the hardest month of the year, because that’s when things really change. It’s the month in which things are the most unstable in the atmosphere.

I was pondering this as I was lying on the couch this morning in excruciating pain and close to tears. I never really knew the mechanism of why the weather affects our immune system, so I did some digging. According to an article from Pierpont Healthcare, it’s because the change shocks the immune system, and it has to adjust to it. Makes perfect sense to me. I wondered if it wasn’t something like that. Perhaps it even weakens a bit.

You know, another thing about how I suffer this time of year is I am alone. Both my parents are dead, I have no family support, and, although I am a strong and independent woman, I have nobody here to calm my fears or give me a hug or let me know everything is going to be ok. Even strong people need a broad shoulder to lean on and words of encouragement; I don’t have that. I have written about how I have many friends in my community, and that’s wonderful, but they have lives and obligations of their own and are not always available; I don’t expect them to be. It’s just part of the illness.

While I was listening to the local radio station this morning, WRMN 1410(hi guys) it was announced there was going to be a guest on at 8:35 from an organization who offers grief counseling. This got me thinking about how much of this was emotional as well as physical. I still miss my mother terribly, and she was one who was always around to give me the encouragement I needed during my worst days.

So I reached out to them. I filled out an online form, and am awaiting a phone call. This has been in the back of my mind for some time now. Perhaps this is the answer. Stress and emotions have a huge impact of the body, and since there were so many other things I had to take care of after her death, I don’t know if I really had the time to work through the terrible grief and mourn her loss. I was never really able to take the time I needed for myself since I had no family support.

I did have a conversation this afternoon with a friend of mine who is a strong Christian and a woman of great faith, and just that twenty minute conversation lightened my burden. It was all about having somebody to talk to and share your burden. She offered words of comfort and encouragement as my mother always had.

This may be something you should consider as well; is there something emotional going on here or is it just the disease? For me, there are days when the disease is so overwhelming I don’t realize some of it is what is going on(or not going on) in my life. Once you take a mental inventory of this, Reach out to somebody for a conversation, weather it be your clergyman of just a trusted friend. I have discovered in my own life people are willing to listen or meet for a cup of coffee for about an hour or so.

Well, that’s all for this week. Take good care, and I will, “talk” to you soon!
Hugs,
Beckie

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