Life in the slow lane

'M.E. myself and I' by Anna Redshaw

7 years

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IMG_7348Sometimes there is absolutely no rhyme or reason for why the symptoms are worse & that can be the hardest part of this journey; accepting what simply cannot be explained or understood.

The poison-in-my-veins feeling is the one that floors me more than the fatigue or the dizziness or the nausea or the sensory overload or any of the other symptoms from a list that takes up multiple pieces of A4 paper.

My life was very different 7 years ago. I had a handful of part-time jobs, was a fresh-out-uni History graduate, a sociable little thing. The 1st four or so years of being ill were unimaginably gruelling and such a stark contrast for the life I’d had for 20 years. But now I can say with confidence that life feels good, even on days like these.

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    Sarah Todd

    Thanks Anna – you are so brilliant at finding the right words. Have never previously been able to describe the “poison in my veins” thing. And yes, I also know it is a choice whether to believe myself to be in heaven on earth or hell on earth and the sun is shining here! xx

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      theslowlaneme

      Thank you Sarah. Really hoping today is as good as it can be for you.

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Hello,

I’m Anna

Welcome to M.E. myself and I, my tiny little corner of the internet where I share snippets of life in the slow lane. You’ll also find all things Blue Sunday here, the annual fundraising event I started in 2013 to raise awareness of M.E., include people living with the illness, and raise money for the M.E. charities who support us.

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