
Happy sparrows.
The local sparrows have discovered my pebble fountain, and are thoroughly enjoying themselves.
I'm really enjoying watching them too.

The local sparrows have discovered my pebble fountain, and are thoroughly enjoying themselves.
I'm really enjoying watching them too.
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I had my yearly medication check up yesterday with the practice nurse, at my doctor's surgery. I rested for two days before going, so that I felt well enough to go. I'm pretty much housebound, and am horizontal for around 20 hours per day.
I was weighed and measured, and blood taken. I know I'm a bigger lady, so expected it to be mentioned.
When she asked me about my health, I explained that I had ME, and was very limited in the amount that I could do, and that I couldn't really do any exercise, especially anything that raised my heart rate. As she was nodding away, I knew she didn't get it.
She asked if I could do housework, and I explained that I could do small amounts, but with breaks along the way, and I needed lots of extra rest.
I think her idea of small amounts, and breaks, and rest, was vastly different to mine. Especially when she said that I could think about going on walks, I smiled and said walking wasn't possible.
It's the absolute worst thing for me. Walking absolutely destroys me, unfortunately, and If I did try, it would put me in bed for days, and lower my baseline for a month. I've been ill for 20 years, so have a pretty good grasp on how ME/CFS behaves.
I do play the drums a little, which helps keep me moving, and brings me joy. It's sitting down, which is much easier for me, and I don't play super fast, so it doesn't really raise my heart above 100 bpm.
I've just got a message from the doctors surgery, asking me to commit to their weight loss course, involving doing regular exercise. I obviously said no.
Honestly, I don't know whether to laugh, or cry.
How do medical professionals still know so little about this illness.