A change is as good as a rest?

Holidays and travel with M.E. myself and I  
Foreign travel is out of my reach at the moment, much to my sister’s dismay. I’m not one of those people who has a burning desire to see the world and visit different countries anyway. Just getting through an airport would be too much for me. 
It’s a mission at the best of times. If you take into consideration all that you have to do between getting out of the car and getting onto the plane it’s actually quite easy to see why it’s out of the question just now. There’s the carrying of the bags, the weighing and checking in of the bags, the security checks, the passport checks, the hours of waiting, the queues, the crowds, the lights, the noise, the hustle and bustle, the lack of seating in the waiting area, the long walks… And all this is after you’ve endured the journey to the airport.
Car travelling-wise I’m a bit hit and miss. Yesterday was a hit. I travelled to Shropshire with my parents as it is their Half Term break from school. (They work in schools, not attend them as students.) I’ve come with them because, well who doesn’t like a little holiday and a change of scenery? There was no one to ‘babysit’ me at home either. 
Travel can be tricky. If you take into consideration the position in which you have to sit for an extended period of time, plus the difficulties in adjusting to the different temperatures, the changes in light as the sun goes in and out, motion sickness, the vast amount of images you see, focus on and process, all while moving along at speed, the noises of traffic, the fact that you can’t put your feet up or lie down…
Anyway, I made it! The weather is glorious at the moment and the views are even better. We’re staying in a converted barn surrounded by sheep and goats and hills. It’s so peaceful and if you ignore the fact that I jump or go on ‘high-alert’ everytime a sheep bleats it’s really quite ME-friendly. 
Packing for holiday as a poorly person is how I imagine life would be with a newborn baby. You have to take everything but the kitchen sink! Anything I might possibly need at home needs to come with me; medication, painkillers, blankets, a warm hat, gloves, ear defenders, eye mask, sunglasses… You also need someone else to pack for you because that alone uses energy you need to preserve for the journey.
I slept relatively well which is great if you take into consideration that I was in a different house and different bed and there were new smells, blah blah blah. 
Today I’ve managed a shower and have sat outside in the sunshine for a little bit. Reading was beyond me today so I just listened to the birds and the sheep.
I’ve just done the usual battle between remaining calm and panicking about how poorly I feel. I think I’d just been sat up for too long and so I’m currently lying on the sofa under a blanket trying to get my breathing under control. Many people joke that they are vertically challenged (due to their height,) but we poorly people really are. 

So it’s the same old poorliness but in a lovely location and four different walls to stare at. I hope to make it out and take in the scenery but this sofa is actually very comfy so if I don’t make it I won’t mind too much. 🙂 

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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