June 5th, 2009 by admin
Here’s Halle at the hotel in Denver right before our road trip to Ann Arbor:

After I drove back to Michigan from Denver with my sister, I thought I was just sleeping to recover from the long drive, but that was twelve days ago. I have since continuously experienced the following symptoms:
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-Extreme fatigue. My head feels like a ton of bricks. Having been an insomniac my whole life, it’s very strange and kind of awesome to not have to take sleeping aids and be able to fall asleep in seconds, but now I can’t stay awake and fall asleep at all times of the day and night.
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-I have a low grade sore throat and low grade headache all the time
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-I have mild but constant body aches
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-I feel like I have a very low grade cold or flu, the way I would feel right the full-blown version kicked in.</ul>
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I can’t believe how debilitating this chronic fatigue is. It is not the same as regular tiredness. I’m unable to focus or concentrate on cerebral or mental tasks. I do better with mechanical and physical tasks but get exhausted easily and quickly.
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I started taking supplements yesterday to boost my immune system. And today I started taking another supplement to cleanse my system of toxins.
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I had some energy for the first time today, but crashed at the end of the day.
The vitamins and supplements must have helped because it’s the first time I’ve had enough stamina to even put a post up.
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My dad bought me a book on Chronic Fatigue Syndrome today and I scheduled an appointment with a care provider later this month.
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Halle keeps trying to wake me up. She has even left her fluffy down dog bed to cuddle right up to me when I am sleeping. It’s nice to have her company and presence.
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If dogs sleep on average about 16 hours a day, perhaps I’m becoming a dog.
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Even though I feel like a zombie, the extra sleep seems to make me look younger and younger. That’s the only silver lining I can find so far, though I have to say that the absence of the migraines with nausea (that was plaguing me in May) is incredibly fabulous.
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I’m procrastinating on getting the prescribed blood tests done because of my phobia of needles.
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Speaking of phobias, today I walked in lumpy unmowed grass full of mushy-looking geese-turds. I felt anxious and naseous because of the textures and poo, but kept telling myself everything would be fine as I tiptoed through the minefield. It was unpleasant, but more productive than building up the terror and running away screaming.