CrankyPants is back and apparently writing in third person. This is the kind of silliness that happens when she’s taken her pain killers before bed.
It’s taken me a long time to recover from those two scopes I had recently. Hey look at that. No more third person. Well pat me on the back and hand me a cookie.
Now what was I saying??
Right recovery. I thought I was going to be pretty much back to me the next day. Pffft! That did not happen. It took 4 days for my stomach to stop hurting from the scope. I’m just past two weeks from the tests and I still now have a cough that won’t subside and I still feel the path of the endoscopy. My voice is raspy and annoying. Is there a conspiracy here? Did Mr. CrankyPants ask them to quiet my voice?!
And where they put that damn IV is still tender. I will karate chop anyone who ever tries to put an IV there again. Medical world consider yourself warned. I know my pain can stop a karate chop but, adrenaline can allow one to happen. Know what I’m saying? Good.
I wonder if between the lupus, rheumatoid, and immune suppressants I just won’t recover as quickly as a healthy person would.
Well now to get off the rabbit trail I apparently went down without intention…
I wanted to ask you all about fatigue.
I know the majority of if not all those fighting autoimmune disease experience fatigue. I wonder if it can be different in some ways for us all. What I was wondering is if you battle fatigue, how does is present for you?
For me most of the time it seems to be like a lethargy. Everything feels like it’s an effort or a chore. Mornings are the worst. I wake up between 7-8 am every day, get my breakie and have a decaf coffee. Once I sit down with my coffee, I just can’t get going. It takes me until between 9:30-10:00 to get the energy to take my shower. Some might see that as laziness. I don’t think it is.
After my shower I have a bit of a boost to get everything accomplished I need to. I then nap in the afternoon. (Pain killers I take then make me sleepy).
After my nap I still have no get up and go, but I have to because things have to get done. So I do them. Including a bit of exercise.
If I have a particularly busy day, I seem to get worn out really quickly. Sometimes I shake my head wondering how I could possibly be this worn out when I’m only doing maybe half of what an average healthy person does. It’s frustrating.
There are times where I feel the extreme fatigue where it’s debilitating and very hard to function. It’s hard to explain, but those who have it will know what I mean. No amount of sleep fixes it. It feels as if you haven’t slept in weeks, but for no apparent reason other then our bodies are trying to kill us and that’s kind of exhausting.
Do you guys experience both? Do you experience one more then the other?
And because it seems I’m full of questions tonight, do you feel guilt with it?
Oh the guilt I battle. I don’t work other than my little candle business. Mr. CrankyPants works hard and long hours. I feel like I have no right to feel so draggy when I compare my day to his. I feel useless often too, even though I actually get a fair amount accomplished. It just doesn’t feel like enough. Like I could do if I were healthy.
On a side note I have my follow up Dr.’s appointment to get my biopsy, blood test and the other sample test results on Tues. I’m a little shall we say nervous. I don’t want to have what I suspect, but I need answers at the same time for what’s wrong, because something is really wrong. I hope my GP will listen to me. He often doesn’t. He’s the type who will give you your results and that’s all he says. I’m left with thinking, well what now?! I hope I remember to ask him the “What now” question. My anxiety is very high when I have to go to the docs.
I should probably write my questions down ahead of time. If he sees my list, he’ll ask me what’s on it.
Anyway I’d love to hear from you all on your fatigue experiences.
I’ll also be waiting for that cookie I mentioned above. Maybe it will fix my fatigue. It’s worth a try don’t you think? 😉
No More Snow & Spring Flowers,