It was 12 years ago yesterday, October 5, 2009, when I woke up and quickly realized I had come down with a flu or something. Why do I remember such a mundane detail all these years later? Because that was the day my life changed forever.
It was 12 years ago yesterday, October 5, 2009, when I woke up and quickly realized I had come down with a flu or something. Why do I remember such a mundane detail all these years later? Because that was the day my life changed forever.
I went for many years thinking I was alone in my illness. I thought I was mostly alone in my anger, confusion and despair. Occasionally I would read something about ME/CFS patients who were furious about the lack of treatment and I felt a kinship with them. Then I would go into remission. Whenever my illness came back, this lonely, confounding situation presented once again.
