Thankfully I feel much more functional today, but I’m trying to resist the urge to catch up on all the things I didn’t get done as planned earlier in the week. After a few days of feeling really rough, I tend to mistake “not feeling totally awful” for “being perfectly well” and do too much to compensate for the days of inactivity.
Pacing isn’t easy, especially for solo dwellers, but it’s the most effective known way of managing ME/CFS. My mind is busy with things I want to do, but I’ve already done quite a bit today, including going out to vote. If I pay proper attention to how my body feels, I know my energy level is too low now for anything other than fairly sedentary activities for the rest of the day.
So I won’t be popping to the supermarket, or sowing the seeds I’m itching to get planted, or taking a walk in the sunshine this evening because preparing a meal and clearing up afterwards have to take priority. It’s frustrating, but, as I’ve proved countless times over the years, absolutely necessary.