The floating sensation, recorded yesterday, has already returned ... less than one and a half hours after my emergence into a new day. Perhaps as the day goes on, a semblance of what used to be my 'normality' will return. Of course, it's always a good idea to question just what it means to be normal, but I would much prefer it if that necessity never occurred.
Everything swims around me; it feels almost as if the top of my head is concertina-ing down to my chin and back again. Maybe, it's purely and simply a result of reducing my previous medication in preparation for the new one.
No-one wants this sorting out more than myself. Ill health is not exactly a barrel of laughs, but this empty cask is certainly making a lot of noise.
- living and frequently struggling with moderate M.E. -
where (bad) health, faith, politics and the joys and troubles of daily life collide.
ME
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