Saturday, July 29, 2006
me
Not me. ME. Read this disturbing piece in London's Daily Mail on what we call chronic fatigue syndrome (ht Small Town Scribbles). I read Joseph Heller on the subject but didn't know it could fell a person so thoroughly. I do feel a tiny bit of sympathy for the doctors since they're accustomed to having answers, so something that completely flummoxes them must be distressing in the extreme. That bit of sympathy aside, it's astonishing and baffling that no one has figured out how to recover from it, let alone what causes it. I wonder if its sufferers have anything in common that might suggest how it's contracted and/or caused? I know how yukky I feel on the very rare (thank goodness) days when I feel completely exhausted and need to do nothing all day; it sounds as if ME is that feeling but logarithmically worse. Sure hope it's examined and learned more about. And let's hope doctors learn how to be helpful even when it feels threatening.
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