No-one can see the future, despite all these celebrity fortune tellers and psychics listed in magazines and leaflets, no-one can see how your future will pan out. I wish they could, they could have told me I was going to be ill instead of having to find out after enormous amounts of testing and disbelief and the accusations that I was making my symptoms up, the discrimination from my peers and the self-loathing I had for myself for feeling the way I did. After all that time, it was nice to finally have the official diagnosis and understanding from a specialist that I have M.E.
Myalgic Encephalopathy or as it is more commonly known as Chronic Fatigue Syndrome, is a REAL illness with REAL symptoms, NOT something people say they have to get out of work or make excuses for being lazy. Those who do use it as an excuse should walk a day in the shoes of a real sufferer and find out for themselves how painful, disorientating, debilitating and what a real struggle to get through each day it is.
I have decided to use this blog (and endeavour to keep it up) as a way of releasing some of the stress that gets all pent up inside when I'm having a bad day so if you are really into reading nonsense then this is the right stuff for you, although some may not be pretty and some content may not be suitable for fragile readers as I have been known to swear, particularly when it comes to my husband's employers - HM FORCES. Don't get me wrong, I am very proud of what my husband does and very proud to be associated with the sacrifices and dedication each soldier has but being married to a soldier is hard work. Army wives are known as "extensions to the house" and "soldier's baggage" and do not seem to have any rights. So when my husband told his boss that I was ill and gave him directly my specialists report and description of my illness, it was dismissed and my husband got told it was all in my head. AARRRGGGHHHH It Is Not In My Head!!!!!!!
Should go, got myself all worked up, back soon.....