Author Archives: Anna Redshaw

Apologies if this is incoherent. My brain has tried its best.There is an ever increasing list of symptoms and ‘happenings’ that come with having this condition. I admit I had no idea what was in store for me. After all people with M.E. were just more tired than the rest of us weren’t they? MyContinue reading “Surprise!”

I don’t really like bedtime now. I am rarely, if ever, ‘sleep tired’ and so I have to consciously coax my brain into falling asleep. It is 8:30pm and I have come upstairs in accordance with my sleep hygiene routine. It is so my body and brain have time to relax and wind down beforeContinue reading “Zzzzzz”

My brain and body are threatening to go on strike and so, after negotiation, we have reached a compromise. I will have some time off from posting on my blog. In return, my brain will refrain for turning to complete mush and my body will do it’s best to function as I want it to.Continue reading “Break time”

Unrefreshing sleep. Bleurgh.I do not remember being run over by a tractor in my sleep and yet my body feels as if it has. I am a dead weight. I am not strong enough to move my own limbs. They seem to be full of concrete. My neck struggles to support my head. This soundsContinue reading “I don’t do mornings”

When you have a condition like ours nothing is straightforward and we are mostly left in the dark to work things out for ourselves. What works for one of us may not work for another, and may even leave some of us feeling worse. Remember that this illness is physical. It is not psychological butContinue reading “The big, wide, world!”

…these are my greatest achievements ever. Goal setting gives me something to do and something to aim for. Most importantly it gives me a sense of achievement at a time when it would be so easy to become despondent. They are not the goals of a ‘normal’ person or the goals the ‘Old Anna’ wouldContinue reading “Forget the degree…”

Like a small child dressing themselves I now tend to wear what I want when I want. You might see a toddler in a supermarket wearing fancy dress. I haven’t quite taken it that far…yet. According to my family and friends my dress sense has always been questionable but things are more unusual than everContinue reading “A sight for sore eyes”