Tag: PIFS

  • A weird silver lining in the chronic illness clouds

    Since I started posting charts tracking my chronic fatigue recovery, I know you’ve been desperately waiting for the next update. Every post is like a cliffhanger season finale. There’s been a lot happening lately. And I was doing well. Check out my step count, especially that excellent stretch from mid-January to mid-March. No crashes at […]

  • Quantifiable excitement

    I don’t know about you, but my 2019 started pretty rough. I  can show you exactly how rough, thanks to my daily step count (part of my chronic fatigue recovery process). You can see that extreme crash on January 7, a day I could barely get upright. And then a few semi-functional days, followed by […]

  • A new life of mud pits and stink water

    I recently discovered Anna Altman, an American author with chronic migraines. Altman  perfectly highlights truths like this: ‘Our culture encourages us to think that, if we push ourselves hard enough, we can overcome whatever ails us.’ As she discovered when her migraines became debilitating, it’s simply not true. But we deeply want it to be true, […]

  • Two furry weirdos make your day

    Those who have been closely following my journey through chronic fatigue will remember my tedious recovery routine, which I described back in March. The routine involves multiple daily rest periods in which I’m allowed to do very little except drink tea and look at trees. I’m also allowed to pat a pet, but as I […]

  • Resolutions I sincerely plan to achieve in 2019

    At the start of 2018, I often struggled to leave my apartment due to the severity of my chronic fatigue. So for the first time in my adult life, I set no resolutions or goals for the year. It was weird. Because not only do I normally set resolutions and goals, I am also one […]

  • 2018: The reading year in review

    One of the few positives of putting most of my life on hiatus due to illness is that I’ve actually had more time for reading. I’ve always loved reading. I used to walk home from school with an open book, looking up only before crossing the street, and even then only if I wasn’t at […]

  • House arrest: Year 3

    Having chronic fatigue is like being under house arrest. The more I stay home, the better I feel. It’s whenever I try to go out and live my life (doing wild and crazy things like attending a one-hour book launch) that my symptoms ramp up. It’s been more than two years since I started getting sick, […]

  • Serial killers, zombies, cults and genocide: ten podcasts to love

    It’s been a year since I was diagnosed with post-infective fatigue syndrome, and about two years since the symptoms first began. In that time, I’ve spent a lot of hours on the couch/in bed, feeling frustrated and trying to remind myself that resting is recovering. Before I was diagnosed, I watched a lot of TV. I’ve […]

  • Faking it

    I performed at The Moth Grandslam to an audience of 500. It went all right. I felt the kind of exhaustion where your individual bones are tired. Here is a photo of me on stage, reaching out to hug a ghost, apparently. Some days it’s obvious I’m sick, even to look at me. Mostly I […]