I saw my real doctor today
Jan. 23rd, 2007 07:12 pm"How long will post-viral fatigue last?"
"Piece of string," she said sympathetically.
She ordered a battery of blood tests. Glandular fever - in fact, a full virus scan or screen - and thyroid and iron levels and lots of things. She renewed my antidepressants prescription, which I was too ill to renew, which made things worse because they're not a thing one is supposed to come off cold turkey. She also got us to make another appointment for next week to review progress.
She thinks basically I am just incredibly run down. Hard work, depression, medical stress, recovering from serious abdominal surgery, et cetera. There's not a lot we can do about it. But she's checking, anyway.
So I will get with the vitamin pills, antidepressants, and evening primrose oil, I guess. I already eat well. Not much else I can think of to do, off-hand.
With luck, next week I'll be able to cross a room without holding on to the wall and the furniture.
Tonight I plan to have a bath and then go to sleep. Being taken to the doctor in the trike was incredibly tiring, though the waiting room was empty enough that I was able to lie down on the seats. Mind you, I appear to be getting insomnia a leetle bit, presumably because I am bored out of my tiny, non-functional mind.
"Piece of string," she said sympathetically.
She ordered a battery of blood tests. Glandular fever - in fact, a full virus scan or screen - and thyroid and iron levels and lots of things. She renewed my antidepressants prescription, which I was too ill to renew, which made things worse because they're not a thing one is supposed to come off cold turkey. She also got us to make another appointment for next week to review progress.
She thinks basically I am just incredibly run down. Hard work, depression, medical stress, recovering from serious abdominal surgery, et cetera. There's not a lot we can do about it. But she's checking, anyway.
So I will get with the vitamin pills, antidepressants, and evening primrose oil, I guess. I already eat well. Not much else I can think of to do, off-hand.
With luck, next week I'll be able to cross a room without holding on to the wall and the furniture.
Tonight I plan to have a bath and then go to sleep. Being taken to the doctor in the trike was incredibly tiring, though the waiting room was empty enough that I was able to lie down on the seats. Mind you, I appear to be getting insomnia a leetle bit, presumably because I am bored out of my tiny, non-functional mind.
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Date: 2007-01-23 07:30 pm (UTC)(no subject)
Date: 2007-01-23 07:34 pm (UTC)I should go through my books and see if there's any you'd like me to send you as I'm clearing some out.
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Date: 2007-01-23 07:39 pm (UTC)I hope that things get better soon.
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Date: 2007-01-23 09:38 pm (UTC)It is very boring. I tell myself stories in my head, which helps. Sometimes. If I am not in too much pain or too depressed, it does help. Silly computer games can sometimes help, but not always. Really, really brainless TV, put on quietly, can make a pleasant change from lying doing nothing at all.
I think it will pass, if you manage the very, very difficult task of doing nothing. (No sarcasm intended: it's difficult to sit and do nothing when you know that, if you tried hard, you could do a little, and that little is just sitting there, right there and you've done nothing useful all day.)
I am so very, very glad that you have a sympathetic GP. They are worth their weight in gold.
Would it perhaps help to have meal-replacements as well as your food? It does help me, a lot, but I am not you so it might not.
All the very very best. *hugs*
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