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Please donate and share widely. Any amount helps. I’m in the latter stages of ME (Myalgic Encephalomyelitis) a degenerative multi-system neuroimmulogical disease. We need mutual aid to be able to afford the medical equipment, meds, physical therapies and other things that can help mitigate some of pain and sickness im suffering daily. Please help ❤️
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neonarboretumart · 7 months
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Nobody gonna see this post but I’m at my wit’s end- THERE ARE NOT ENOUGH WORDS FOR SYMPTOMS THAT AREN’T PAIN.
For years now, but far worse in the last two or three, I’ve been getting a sensation in my spine, legs and left side predominantly that is worse and more frustrating and disruptive than any pain I’ve had bar severe migraines. It stops me sleeping, causes sensory meltdowns and is just pure hell. When I have it it’s hard to think of anything else. But I can’t adequately describe it.
The closest I’ve got is it’s sort of like how you feel when you need to pee or sneeze or when I have a twitch or spasm coming, but intensified by a thousand and in different parts of my body. Nothing relieves it. It’s like my nerves are burning, but, again, it’s not pain at all. Other than being in flare (MECFS, POTS, Behcets, widespread chronic pain disorder) there’s no definitive trigger. I get a similar sensation when I have a spasm/twitching flare but it’s rarely as intense as when it’s on its own.
And I can’t look it up. I can’t ask my doctors about it. I cant describe to my mum exactly why I’m so upset and frustrated because I don’t have any words for it.
It does concern me because of how it almost exclusively affects my left side and my spine, or at least to any great extent. If anyone else gets this please please let me know I’m not just going batty or something.
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People aren't meant to live like this for weeks- or months- on end, isolated within the same four walls, in the dark and quiet, alone.
The secondary depression that comes with being seriously physically ill is all too real. We need sunlight, companionship, stimulation. Our health tries to deprive us of these necessities, but we cannot thrive without it.
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livingdeathdiary · 1 year
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So many must fall through the cracks.
The exhaustion is insurmountable.
Chronic fatigue syndrome.
And parkingsons is chronic shakey hands syndrome.
Brain fog.
And hepititis is liver fog.
People cannot imagine.
Limbs leaden to the ground. Paralyzed.
It is not fatigue, it is neurological disintigration.
They push until they collapse.
They collapse until they cannot get up.
Rotting in place. Withering away with no one left to care.
Too lost in delerium to ask for help. Or too lost in the sea of social media to be seen.
Never "my problem."
Always too hopeless.
The only ones who understand withering away themselves.
Lost in living death.
But it is the neglect that kills.
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theghoulofme · 2 months
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so tired of constantly having to tell people about the worst times of my life. all because I'm so disabled that i need help with everything. financially, physically, medically... it's just so tiring having to explain everything again and again and be misunderstood constantly.
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atikas · 17 days
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In May of 2021 Maeve Boothby O’Neill was told by an NHS doctor she would “feel much better if you gave your hair a wash”. In October of 2021 she died. Multiple young women are in situations extremely similar to those that led to her death, right now.
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per1shed · 10 months
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life with severe chronic illness
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finally managed to have a bath. but mum had to wash me because I couldn't do it myself. very frustrating because if there's one place where I'd really like to keep as much independence as possible, it's bathing. especially because I hate being touched, it's so painful to me :(. but I feel a bit better because I'm clean.
I've been having to wear a neck pillow constantly though, because I'm so weak and heavy that I can't hold my head up by myself. still in a lot of pain. but we're back to having more regular appointments over video, so hopefully we will be getting more support soon. (especially from occupational therapy to help with things around the house to help me and maybe some things to help strengthen me if that's even possible).
they also help with organising other appointments which is so helpful, I'm really grateful we have them to help us.
been on some new medication for pain as well, slowly increasing the dose. I've not noticed any difference yet (especially with this awful crash and new level of pain) but the fact that I've not reacted negatively so far is really good, I have a history of negative reactions to medication so I'm quite hopeful about this helping as it gets to a higher dose.
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chomesuke · 9 months
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watching your life and all your relationships fall apart as you are barely able to leave your house is a very devastating part of being chronically ill.
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karistina · 9 months
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I wrote this post in 2022, but it's still very relevant. In fact, I struggle each year to compose things on the days of the year dedicated to my various illnesses and disabilities, so I scheduled this post to go live today all the way back in December 2022.
Severe ME/CFS is a debilitating chronic illness, often with post-viral onset. Some of you reading this may be Long COVID patients who meet the diagnostic criteria for ME/CFS.
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Please check out the pinned version of my gofundme post and donate and/or share as widely as you can please! I also, now, have the link in my bio. Seriously, any amount you can donate helps, any sharing helps, even across platforms.
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neonarboretumart · 2 years
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Things are rough. We’re heading into winter, and I’ll admit, I’m lonely and a little terrified. I’ve not seen any of my friends in person for a very long time, and I haven’t spoken to my best friend properly since last year. My dysautonomia is worse than ever, and covid prospects are the worst they’ve been for people like me since the pandemic began.
I’m so tired of the way things are. I want to hold value as a person again. I want freedom desperately. I want to feel safe. No, scrap that. I want to BE safe. I just want to be safe.
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Health Diary: March 6, 2023
TW: While this post is not about an ED, it could potentially be triggering to those suffering from one.
I'm sharing this the day after because I didn't have the energy to type.
I had the most severe crash I've ever experienced (that lasted more than just a couple hours).
I was unable to stand or walk to the bathroom. I had no one to take care of me, so I had to avoid drinking water so I could hold it for the 11 hours my partner was gone at work. My arms were too tired to lift food to my mouth, and so I also went that entire time without eating.
I was able to watch about 2 hours of TV (I watched a documentary so I could zone out as needed), but spent the rest of the time in a half-asleep state with and eye mask and my noise canceling headphones on listening to binaural beats or other low stimulation music. Since I couldn't actually fall asleep due to breathing issues related to dysautonomia, the entire day was excruciatingly boring.
My cat was by my side, purring, the entire day. I'm so grateful for him.
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livingdeathdiary · 1 year
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Its funny how one room can become your whole world. Its like I live on a spaceship.
Unmoored.
That is how I feel.
My tether to the terraverse has been stripped away.
I miss the smell of grass. The feel of wind across my face. The deep musk of dirt between my toes.
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theghoulofme · 3 months
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you know when you go over your energy limits and it feels like all emotional regulation just goes out the door and now you are just sitting there sobbing...
yeah that was me with breakfast this morning
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