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About Jay

I've been an ME sufferer since 2001 and now that I am not as ill as I used to be, I share my experiences in the hope that something I say can bring someone else hope or even just so they can learn from my mistakes.

Christmas Humour

Santa Pug and other Christmas HumourRight about now, with two weeks left until Christmas, I’m sure there are more than a few frazzled folk out there. I’ve not had to send any cards or buy any more presents and I’ve been more stressed this year than usual! I guess it’s the reason I’ve been working so hard lately. But yesterday I decided, I’d had enough of the stress and I was looking at some funny Christmas pics. I can’t be the only one feeling like this so I decided to share some of the Christmas humour with you. Put down that wrapping paper, stop searching Amazon and just take a break for a minute! Please note none of the images are mine but you’ll find the credit and terms of use links at the end.

Christmas Credit Crunch and other Christmas Humour

Occupy North Pole and other Christmas HumourWe all spend too much at Christmas (yep, even people like me) but I loved ‘The Credit Crunch hits the North Pole’ especially when I read the story behind it! The illustrator sent this out as a Christmas e-card to his friends and family. I guess the implied message was “If you’re wondering what happened to your Christmas presents, things in the North Pole are a mess right now!” Then again I guess they realised that when they received an e-card.

Original Bad Santa and other Christmas HumourI hope there aren’t any children reading (who am I kidding, they’re all on YouTube, not on some old fogey’s blog).

I’m sure Santa’s reaction to any kind of ‘Occupy’ scenario in the North Pole will be this. Not that much different to the reaction from our own governing bodies. However, I have to admit to having at least some sympathy for the man in the red suit! Now I’m thinking that I called him Santa…growing up it was always Father Christmas, not Santa. Does anyone in the UK use the name Father Christmas anymore? I’ll have to ask my sister how she refers to him when she tells that old story to her son.

A Christmas Story and other Christmas HumourI’m not sure if this kid is happy to have received his gift or like the majority of people totally bummed out. Maybe it could be used as some kind of Rorschach test and your answer would reveal something deep about your personality. All I know is that it made me fear my nephew’s reaction to the gift I got him. After his reaction to his birthday gift, I guess this kid’s enigmatic look is something to hope for.

Last Minute Xmas Gifts and other Christmas Humour

Well, I better let you get back to the buying or you’ll be in the same state as this guy!

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Adventures with Nettie

How Imagination and Friendship Helps Chronic Illness

The joys of an imagination when you have chronic illness

My friend Nettie is struggling with her health at the moment so I don’t really hear from her as often as I used to. She’s the friend who sent me the Christmas card I mentioned the other day. Although her partner keeps me updated on how she is doing, I miss her a lot as she seems to have always been there these last few years. Nettie is also an ME sufferer and has been an amazing friend to me, even though we have never met or even spoken. Nettie and I began our friendship after I was so moved by something she wrote that I e-mailed her to express how her words had made me feel. That was almost 8 years ago and I’m very proud to say that we’ve been friends ever since.

Most of our chatting has been done over text and for a considerable length of time I was unable to make it out of bed for much of the day. But Nettie and I would go on amazing adventures together. We are both Harry Potter fans, and like me, she’d listen to the audio books on repeat. Stephen Fry has a very soothing voice. From there our imaginations would take off and we’d message each other asking if the other would like to meet up at the Leaky Cauldron for a butterbeer. Or we’d head over to Hogwarts to join the students for dinner. Whichever one of us had extended the invitation would go and pick up the other one. So we’d make our way on the back of Hagrid’s bike, or riding a dragon. Even if we had to go on our own broomsticks, a baby dragon perched on the back was a great way to stay warm.

Some people reading this might be thinking “These two are insane!”, and yes, maybe we are a little, but in the best possible way! In fact, this insanity is what helped to keep me sane. It’s very difficult to imagine the effects an extended period of immobility and illness can have on a person, especially when you’ve always been healthy. When your head hurts too much to read or to watch a movie, you don’t have the energy to sit up and go online, and you can’t sustain a conversation to be able to physically talk to another person, it can get very depressing. I was able to stave off the worst by exploring a rich imaginary world (thank you Ms Rowling) with my friend Nettie, the wonder witch.

We would also send each other music we liked, and on the rare occasions one of us managed to make it out of the house, we’d take the other with us via text. So today, when I’m thinking about Nettie, I’m remembering all the adventures we had together and I want her to know I’m still always ready to go for a butterbeer! I miss my witchy friend and I hope she’s feeling better soon.

Before you readers ask, no, Nettie is not a figment of my imagination. I could never have imagined someone as fabulously quirky and wonderful as her.

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Always the Wrong Side-Effects!

Always the Wrong Side-Effects!

Like most people with a chronic illness I take a load of medicines. I can’t believe that before ME I was one of those people that did not believe in taking pills. I’m cringing as I write this, but I even remember lecturing friends for taking over the counter meds for headaches! What a pompous, judgemental, ignorant fool I was. Now I have piles of medicines everywhere. I started off keeping them in a box, then in a bag, then in a bigger bag where I would just take out a week’s worth at a time and keep them by my bedside table. But then even a week’s amount didn’t fit there anymore. I know I’m not alone, because I see so many other people with ME talking about how they have a pharmacy in their homes and I can tell you that my local pharmacy has several different pharmacists and they all know me personally because of how often I am in there.

I have meds for everything from stopping the nerves in my arms and legs spasming uncontrollably to pain meds to blood pressure stabilisers. I need these to keep me functioning even at the level that I am. I regularly get positive thinker’s telling me I shouldn’t take the pills; karma’s a bitch, especially when you’ve been one. But sometimes I do wonder if they’re right if only for the side-effects each tablet has. For example I recently had to stop taking cholesterol meds because of the joint and muscle pain they caused. Then I have pain meds that cause insomnia. In fact it seems that all of these medicines exacerbate some symptom I’m taking another medicine for. It’s a real juggling act and I seem to spend an inordinate amount of time discussing the pros and cons of taking different meds with my doctor. After having been ill for so long and having taken so many medicines I now know better about different medicines and am better able to judge which ones to persevere with and which ones to find an alternative for.

But back to the side effects, I’m having a fat day today and I find myself thinking “if I have to suffer through side effects then why can’t they be more perk than punishment?” I see people that take meds and they lose so much weight; I never have! In fact it’s always been quite the opposite for me. I was recently lamenting this with a friend. She’s a skinny girl who lost even more weight and she wanted to be able to put on weight. Then there are those hormone surges that leave some people radiant and glowing, and others looking like the wolf man, and this was pointed out to me from someone who was losing her hair from her cancer treatment. I guess someone could read this and say “These are really shallow complaints – who cares as long as you get better?!” I won’t lie, it’s not something I think about every day or even every week, but I am a human being and I have days where I feel down about something totally inconsequential and shallow, and on some of those days I do ask, “If I have to have side effects, then why is it always the wrong ones?”

Before I sign out for the day, I just want to say that the absolute worst side effect I ever experienced was something I was taking for my ears and it gave me dry eyeballs and night terrors. Now, individually those sound bad, but consider waking up in the middle of the night, terrified, with your arms up in the air like you’re trying to fight something off, and you’re having problems opening your eyes! Not fun by any stretch of the imagination.

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My First Gluten Free Christmas

Gluten Free Christmas

I went gluten free back in October and you can read about my reasons for doing that in Coeliac Disease, ME and me. I have actually had gluten free Christmases in the past, but I don’t remember anything about them and this is probably because I was cooking and able to make the changes very easily. This year however, I may be spending Christmas where others will be cooking and there are certain problems that arise with that scenario.

Early on, when I first became ill, I experienced a lot of guilt associated with being a burden on others or not being there for others and this is something I’ve mostly dealt with and come to terms with. But then today I felt a twinge of that guilt again, and it really took me by surprise. I know what a huge job cooking a lavish meal for a group of people is, and I realise it is because I don’t want to be ‘that person’ who makes the cook’s job even more difficult. This is totally ridiculous, of course. I can’t help that I have to eat gluten free, and if people still invite me when they know about my dietary requirements, then obviously they’re more than prepared to cook for me. Also, I’m known for always ending up in the kitchen wherever I go, so I can also help rustle up some gluten free alternatives.

I’ve been thinking about the different components of Christmas dinner and my main problems will be with sauces and if they’ve coated things like the roast potatoes in flour. It’ll also be a good idea to take some brand new wooden spoons and maybe a cutting board along, to avoid contamination.

The worst case scenario will be if they tell me something is gluten free, but it isn’t. It sounds like a mean thing to do, but the motivation for such a lie is usually the opposite. They want to avoid any awkwardness about the fact that you can’t eat something everyone else is. Seriously though, if someone just told me to avoid certain dishes, I wouldn’t feel bad and appreciate being told so much. There are a few people who don’t believe you have a real allergy, intolerance or dietary need and will just serve you something you specifically can’t eat. That is just not cool and can actually be very dangerous with people ending up in hospital.

Do you have any tips or advice for people like me facing their first gluten free Christmas?

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Socialising at Christmas: Things to Consider When You Have ME

Socialising at Christmas: Things to Consider When You Have ME

As I mentioned in my first post in this series, one of the things that most people love about this time of the year is spending time with friends and families. But that’s not always easy to do when you have a chronic illness like ME. Two years ago I decided to spend Christmas day alone, and that was the first time ever I had been alone at Christmas. I really wanted to do it as I just didn’t think I could physically handle Christmas that year. I’m glad I made that decision, but even then, I felt lonely on the day because I felt like I should be with my loved ones. Last year I was with my parents for Christmas and honestly, it was so difficult.

For many people going home for the holidays is something they really look forward to, but when you’re ill it can be so trying. I’ll use last my Christmas trip home as an example. I may live in central London, but my building and my street are very quiet and I spend a lot of time alone. I don’t watch television, so it’s not a constant noise in the background and I don’t spend much of my time talking or listening to others talking. For the first few days I was at my parents’ house, I was just overwhelmed with the noise. My dad has the television on from morning until night, and then everyone is talking to me and I could feel myself phasing out and just not tracking what was being said because it was too much. Also they live in a very busy area, so I could hear the neighbours and their kids. I remember after a couple of days I was just collapsed on the sofa.

Then there are the family dynamics that can be trying. I honestly want to spend as much time with each family member as I can while I am there and they all want to do the same with me. But when some family members are not talking to others or don’t want to be around other people, it really puts me in a difficult position. Eating Christmas dinner separately in two different rooms just makes me feel so horrible and anxious and defeats the whole purpose of spending Christmas with the family. I think this year I may make it a condition that unless everyone can be civil to each other, I’m not going to bother going, but that’s if I decide to go.

On a less personal note, if you happen to be working, there can be the temptation to join in with office drinks and Christmas parties. I was working in 2010 and I did go to the Christmas party, but I left long before everyone else did. Even though I was relatively well at that time, I was very aware of the fact that I’d have to pay for my exertions. The same goes for drinking alcohol; alcohol can have such a horrible effect on ME sufferers, that most of us abstain, but it can be easy to indulge at this time of the year.

What are the problems you have experienced socialising at Christmas?

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Don’t Get Bamboozled by Gift Buying At Christmas

Don't Get Bamboozled by Gift Buying At Christmas

Gift buying at Christmas hasn’t been a real issue in my family for many years now. We’re all fortunate enough to be able to buy ourselves whatever we want throughout the year, so not only is buying gifts for one another a complete nightmare at Christmas, but an exercise in futility much of the time. What we decided to do was save that money we’d spend on gifts and just spend it all on food and drinks that we could all enjoy together. This idea works great when you’re all adults, but for kids it’s a different story. I’m not so sure they’d appreciate the real Italian panettone one aunt brought over, and especially not the aged single malt whiskey grandpa treated everyone to. So there will always be some gifts that need to be bought at Christmas.

For people that are chronically ill, this is also the time of the year where we’re able to show our appreciation for those that have supported us and our illness throughout the year, be they carers or friends and family members. Here is what I would suggest:

  • It can be easy to be overwhelmed with wanting to buy the perfect gift that reflects just how much the receiver means to you. This is especially true if you want to thank someone for the way they have cared and supported you through your illness. Don’t worry too much; they obviously understand how ill you are and will appreciate the very fact that you got them anything and you can also include a note with the gift with just a few words expressing your gratitude. This will elevate the value of any gift card or bottle of wine you buy them.
  • Don’t wait until the last minute to do your Christmas shopping! That’s good advice for everyone, but when health and energy are not something that can be relied upon, you probably won’t be able to rush out on Christmas Eve and pick up something last minute. Write out your gift giving plan well in advance and buy what you can early.
  • I don’t know about you, but I cannot handle crowds. Braving the shops at weekends let alone during the peak of Christmas shopping is just not something that I can even contemplate. This is where the internet is your friend! You can buy just about anything online and many places even offer free delivery and returns, so do your shopping from the comfort of your own home. I’ve had my nephew’s Christmas gift in the cupboard since October.
  • While some people are just hopeless when it comes to wrapping Christmas presents, the chronically ill can have real problems with the required dexterity and energy to get the job done. Take advantage of any offers to gift wrap items before they are sent out. If you don’t want to do this, because you’d like to inspect them first, skip the usual wrapping paper route, and just loosely wrap in coloured tissue paper and give in a festive gift bag or box.

Good luck with the gift buying – hopefully you’ll be more or less done by now and won’t have broken the bank or your body with the spending and effort!

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ME Sufferer’s Christmas Card Dilemma

ME Sufferer's Christmas Card Dilemma

You probably don’t think that something as simple as whether or not to send Christmas cards could be such a dilemma when you have ME, but that’s exactly what it is. Up until a couple of years ago I made every effort to buy, write and send cards to friends and family, and this was something I loved to do. But gradually it began to seem like a chore more than a joy. Just writing even a few cards was so difficult both physically, as I get joint and nerve pain in my hands and arms, and mentally trying to concentrate on getting the job done. I remember one year I was in such a brainfog that I had problems keeping names and addresses straight; a waste of perfectly good cards. Also, I stopped working, so the cost of buying and sending cards just seemed like such a ridiculous waste. My main issue was that I don’t like to do anything that is not done with love, and I had really stopped feeling any love in the act.

It’s been at least two years now, and I’ve just stopped sending any cards at all. I’m totally fine with my decision now, but it was difficult at first and I felt guilty. Another knock on effect of this is that many people have stopped sending me cards and I thought that would have made me feel bad, but I actually feel good about it. Some people may have stopped because if they don’t receive, they won’t send, and that is fair enough. But I know a number of people have stopped sending Christmas cards because they think it is a waste of paper and money. I read an article yesterday where the guy worked out how much money he spent on buying and sending cards and he donates that to a charity each year. Good for him.

The only cards I do receive now are from other ME sufferers, who totally understand why I don’t send cards. The one I received yesterday was from my friend who is unable to use her hands anymore due to RA. If you are like her and don’t want to give up Christmas cards and can afford it, then do what she does and get your cards pre-printed, similar to what companies do with their corporate Christmas cards. Or if you’re super organised, start writing out your cards weeks before December, so you’re not rushing to do them all in one sitting.

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The ME Nightmare Before Christmas

The ME Nightmare Before Christmas

I started this week having to face the reality that December is upon us and I’m going to have to make some really uncomfortable decisions about my plans for the holidays. My sister invited me to spend Christmas with her and her family several weeks ago, and I did say yes to her, but seriously at the time I hadn’t even really thought about it. Then my mum asked me this weekend if I was planning on going home and I told her I hadn’t thought about it. But yesterday all I saw were messages about people putting up their Christmas trees and I even received my first card in the post, and I know I better start deciding what I want to do. It’s strange because I had a really good day yesterday, because I was really enthusiastic about the plans and ideas I had for my blog and I was teeming with ideas. Plus I felt like I’d had a really productive day. Then in the evening the Christmas blues set in.

It Wasn’t Always This Way

As anyone in my family will tell you, I was the embodiment of Christmas spirit before my illness got the better of me. I loved planning and cooking Christmas dinner, spending time with my family and especially all the socialising in the work place at this time of the year. Christmas day, I’d be in the kitchen, with my Christmas CD playing and just enjoying myself to the max. I’m an Atheist so Christmas has never had any religious significance for me, but I love the more relaxed atmosphere and even the chaos of shopping. I lived a very hectic busy life, so Christmas was always a fabulous time for me to let down my hair and just enjoy myself. But that all began to slowly change as my energy levels dipped.

Christmas Can Be A Nightmare When You’re Ill

“It’s the most wonderful time of the year” or so we’re lead to believe, but the reality is far from it. The shopping and socialising can leave healthy people ready to collapse by the time Christmas day rolls around. For the chronically ill, these pose real challenges and can cause relapses which take months to recover from or even mean permanent health issues. I’ve totally trimmed down my activities around Christmas for this very reason. I wanted to write about some of the challenges I’ve had to deal with related to Christmas, and that I know other ME sufferers have to deal with every year. Rather than list them all in one very long post, I’ve split them up into individual posts for each topic.

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Scaring Myself Stupid!


I love horror – movies, books, ghost stories, personal anecdotes. If it scares, I love it and I’ve been like that for most of my life. I’ve really wanted to have a writing outlet for that online but I’ve not had the energy or time to pursue it. Earlier this year, I decided that rather than wasting my precious health on writing projects I really had little passion for, I would focus on only those topics I was enthusiastic about. I started developing an idea for my own spooky website and I bought the domain name and started organising my collection of horror articles to publish on there. But as is inevitable with an illness like ME, I became ill over summer, and then my dog got ill and passed away in September. I had been hoping to launch the new site long before Halloween, but it soon became apparent that even a Halloween live date was not going to be at all practical.

Well, the last few weeks I’ve been working on building my new site, and it’s been really fun and I don’t think I’ve enjoyed myself in my writing in so long. But there has also been a really unexpected side effect – I’ve been scaring myself stupid! After years and years of watching, reading, listening to and even telling scary stories I really did not believe it was even remotely possible for me to be this spooked. At first I found myself thinking “Well, excellent, if I’m this spooked, hopefully others will be too” but then it changed to me actually feeling uncomfortable and worrying about if I could do the horror thing long term!

The thing is that I am really very good at totally suspending my disbelief. So when I’m researching ghost stories or the true events behind certain horror movies, my over-active imagination gets the better of me. This has always served me well when watching an hour and a half movie, or reading a book, but working long days every day for weeks like this has left me in an irrational state. This weekend was the absolute worst, because I was researching a really horrible story that was the basis of a 2012 horror movie. It actually serves me right for working over the weekend – I should know better than that. So I guess the answer is, yes I can do the horror thing, I’ve just got to make sure I remember to include non-horror activities!

Today I scurried back to the safety of the ME/CFS Ghost and you know what, I’ve had a brilliant day. It was more relaxed and I just read some of my old posts and planned how I want to progress into the future…but that’s a story for tomorrow!

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Daily ME/CFS Ghost

I’ve decided that I’m going to try and post every single day on The ME/CFS Ghost. Now, those of you that also have a chronic illness will fully realise that some days it’s all you can do to turn over in bed, and I know that too. The thing is I started this site two years ago and I’ve really not known what to do with it. Do I try to write informational pieces about ME? Well, there are plenty of websites that can do a much better and thorough job of explaining symptoms than I can, so that’s not really the direction I want to go in. Do I try to make people feel better about being ill? I think that is totally unrealistic as a goal as well as being rather high-minded. We’re ill people and how many times have we wanted to deck people that have tried to jolly us into feeling better?! So, I’ve been writing the odd realistic piece about my thoughts and experiences, but as singular pieces without any kind of context, they can come across as totally negative and bleak.

Today I was looking through the site and reading through older posts and I realised that the site was meant to be about my life with ME. I remember when I first got ill, not only was it an alien concept to me that anyone else in the world could be feeling as I did, but when I realised there were others out there, I wanted to know how they lived day to day. This is meant to be my life with ME, so let me try to show you a piece of that.

So, let me stop here, and get started on the first post! I swear, I’m so used to making empty promises and goals, but I really hope this one sticks!

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