Merry Christmas and Happy New Year you lovely lot!
I’m hearing stories through the grapevine about those of you who knew me before The M.E. Years shedding more than a few tears when reading my blog. Cheer up chucks! This blog post will hopefully show you how, in amongst the bad, there is good. It’s just harder to see sometimes.
I like that this time of year allows me to measure my progress. Progress can’t be seen month to month just yet. But it can be seen yearly.
For the second year in a row I was able to drive the 300 or so yards to the nearest postbox and post my own Christmas cards (which were written over a couple of weeks.) Next year I hope to walk it. That’s the plan anyway.
Each year we tend to have the same plans; Christmas Day it’s just us six for dinner, with drinks in the morning with family friends, Boxing Day is spent with extended family, and then it’s my cousin’s birthday celebrations towards the end of the month.
Two years ago I made it to the Christmas morning drinks. I managed to sit and chat for almost an hour. Last year I didn’t make it, but this year not only did I make it but I managed to STAND and chat instead of sitting.
Last year on Boxing Day I had to get back into my pyjamas half way through the day and couldn’t join in with the games because unwrapping presents is apparently as exhausting as taking part in a triathlon! This year not only did I manage to sit and join in with a game of rapidough but I was pretty amazing at it too! And almost energetic in my celebrations.
I can’t remember what the payback was like after the Christmas period last year but payback in general seems much less severe, touch wood. There are less bed days, less hat days (I tend to wear a hat when my head feels bruised or sore or if my brain feels ‘itchy’), less ear defender days…
If I had to pick one highlight of 2013 it is managing to eat my dinner at the table that spring to mind, silly as it may sound. Most days I am now able to eat at the table!
So 2013 has been another year of blood, sweat and tears, and of perseverance. But Christmas time has shown me that it is all paying off. If I look hard enough, I can see progress.
So 2013 has been another year of blood, sweat and tears, and of perseverance. But Christmas time has shown me that it is all paying off. If I look hard enough, I can see progress.
I am getting better.
And I am proud of myself. I don’t care if that makes me sound arrogant. I seem to have an indomitable will and unconquerable soul and I’m stronger than I ever realised. I seem to have developed a superhuman ability to pick myself up, dust myself off and just keep going. Bouncebackability I like to call it.
M.E. myself and I will carry on into the New Year and continue to try to help you to help me.
May 2014 bring us all the grit and determination needed to keep plodding along and may there be much to smile about.
M.E. myself and I 
Happy New Year! Love reading your blog and it's great to see the progress you're making 🙂
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Thank you Kealie! Happy New Year and thank you for reading
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