Chronic Fatigue Syndrome Makes Me Feel Like the Cat

This is how I feel today....like crawling under a quilt

and hiding...hiding till good health comes.

That would be a long time of hiding...as

I don't think good health will ever come

again unless God gives me a miracle.I have been doing better but this week I am fighting

a case of diverticulitis and having to take antibiotics

again. I just finished a round a few weeks ago for an

infected tooth. Antibiotics drag me down. I avoid them

till the "last dog dies, or at all cost at times".

After reading some of the other CFSers posts, I wonder

if I am having herxing symptoms when on

antibiotics.

I have no right to gripe, as last year was very rough

and I have a lot of stress with Mom. Stress with my

husband's health, older brother's health and family

stress in general...not to mention the economy.

So I am thankful I have been doing as well as

I have been.

Mom is living in a little "Senior Apartment" not far

from us and we have home health coming in

twice a day to help with her. It is a lot better

than dealing with her being in the nursing home.

I still had to go there everyday to stay on top

of things with her there...now we do it in the apartment.

I really do not think she will ever go back to the

farm to live again. I am sorry for that....I know

she gets homesick for her home, but I can

care for her better here and get better help to

come in with her in this county.

Goldie still loves to find new hiding places and

she really likes the quilts that are sitting waiting

for me to bind them. Putting off binding my quilts

is my worst habit....I think sometimes it is because

they are so big and it take so much energy to wrestle

them around to get them through the sewing machine.

Or that is my excuse...really it is true.