I always joked I was allergic to exercise…

Exercise. Hmmm. A tricky one. Today is perhaps not the best day to tackle it either as my brain is protesting because I have started this blog. I will come back and make sure it makes sense when I was had some ‘purple time’ and maybe a day off from my laptop.

The week before I first felt ill in 2010 I joined the gym. I had put on a few pounds while being at university and having nights out dancing as my only real exercise. I joked that I was allergic to exercise because I didn’t fancy the hard work of getting fit again 😉 Within the month of joining the gym and starting to get fit I had lost most of my mobility. Now, with M.E, it is as if I really am allergic to it. My symptoms flare up after the effort of merely having a shower. Making my own dinner is exhausting (on the rare occasions that I have to fend for myself.) It is as if I have run a marathon whilst suffering with both the flu and the worst hangover of my life. Lovely!

Exercise for me as an M.E. sufferer is not what you would imagine. It is not going for a walk, to the gym, for a swim. It is the things that I took for granted before. The everyday things that people should be able to do without giving it a second thought. It is having a shower and washing my hair. This is using muscles that my brain and body have decided are now too weak, sore and painful to do anything at all. Exercise now is making my own cup of coffee and walking to the kitchen from the sitting room to do so. It sounds silly I know, but that is how poorly we are.

I have been advised to only take advice regarding exercise from M.E. specialists. I was given stretches to try by a physiotherapist specialising in M.E. They are as ‘simple’ as turning my head from side to side and flexing my ankles. It is to prevent my muscles from wasting away from lack of use. Since October 2011 I have managed to increase my stretches from repeating each stretch just once, to repeating it 6 times a day. This is the rate at which we are able to, and have to, work. For some of us even that is too much. For others, they may be able to manage more. No two of us are affected by this illness in the same way. We cannot compare ourselves against another.

M.E. is still so misunderstood. Some of us are prescribed exercise by medical professionals as a way to recover. In desperation to recover some of us have pushed our bodies and trusted that what our doctor has suggested must be accurate, but inevitably we relapsed because our bodies now work differently from ‘normal’ or ‘healthy’ people.

I think it is partly our ignoring the advice to exercise that gives us a bad name. People think we are lazy and are ignoring the doctors because we don’t want to get better. People think we must have the wrong attitude. They can’t understand why we aren’t willing to try absolutely anything to get better. But we are poorly!!! Would you go to the gym if you had the flu or a stomach bug?! I imagine exercise is rarely prescribed as a treatment for many other illnesses…welcome to the world of an M.E. sufferer.

Published by Anna Redshaw

Blogging about life in the slow lane with an invisible, chronic illness. I wasn't always a sick chick so this is somewhat of a life changing experience!

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