A Bit Overwhelmed

Two weeks ago, I said I was coming back to life, after weeks of Lyme treatment herxing. That turned out to be premature optimism, and I spent another two weeks lying on the couch.

But, now, I really do seem to be coming out of it and getting back to my own version of normal. I feel a bit like Rip Van Winkle, though, waking up after six weeks of being unable to do anything. I'm discovering unpaid bills, school notices I missed, and piles of unopened mail. There are so many laundry baskets and piles of clothes in the hallway we can barely get into the house.

I'm also worried about making some money. I've only been able to tackle the absolutely necessary writing assignments lately, so I got back to work today sending out new pitches to my editor. Two of the magazines I pitched to in the past six months have now gone out of print. We were planning to quit our pool membership this year, but we missed the deadline (one of those unpaid bills!), so that's another expense. Worst of all, my husband's company just announced that everyone has to take 10 days off without pay this year.

To top it all off, my father-in-law called yesterday to tell us he fell in the shower last Tuesday (and never called!). He's been in terrible pain, so we rushed around to make him an appointment with a doctor (he needed a little push), and Ken will be flying out to Oklahoma tomorrow to help him out this week.

Whew, my head is spinning! I feel guilty just taking time out to write this post (another thing I'm way behind on - writing and reading blogs).

I don't mean to complain, though. Really. I'm so relieved to be up and around again, and I'm very much aware that some people with CFS (including some of you!) are always as incapacitated as I have been recently. How do you keep up?

Well, I better go pay another bill and get back to digging out from under. Despite all the piles, it's good to be back.