There's a quote by Edward G. Bulwer-Lytton:
I think that is absolutely ridiculous advice. When I first became ill, I totally ignored it for 6 whole months, then even after I was forced to see a doctor and started to have tests, I continued pushing myself and refused to acknowledge I was ill as I was a believer in just soldiering on; to give in to illness was a sign of weakness. I basically did what is suggested in this quote for two whole years and I went from being mildly ill, to severely ill. I certainly didn't do myself any favours especially as I later learned that an early diagnosis and adequate rest at the onset of symptoms can lessen the extent and impact of the illness.
It wasn't until I fully acknowledged that I was ill, and totally gave into it that I began to get better. Then, once again, when I began to ignore the fact that there was even such a thing called ME/CFS in my life, my health declined and declined fast.
In so many ways I have started the whole process again. This situation with my friend visiting is the perfect example of that. I had a friend from Italy visit a few years ago, but I had no problem telling her I was not well enough to meet her. It has been over a year since I have seen my best friends, and that has not been an issue, yet somehow I seem to have gotten myself into a situation where I've agreed to do a lot more than I can do. As awful as it is to say, some of that old embarrassment associated with admitting how ill and limited I am has returned.
So much for focusing on my health and putting it first. I think I may have to be completely honest; firstly with myself and then with my friend. I would love to spend a few days palling about with friends around this beautiful city; one of my favourite things is to explore London with visitors. But as hard as it is to admit, I cannot do it.
On a more positive note, I was given a really interesting book about Bioenergy for my birthday and I shall be adding a book review about that very soon.