Thursday, 8 April 2010
Do or Do Not, Want?
Undergoing a prime example of how having ME has messed up my reactions to things today.
My GP sent me for blood tests yesterday because he suspects diabetes.
Pre-ME, my feelings right now would have been a clearcut, no-question-about-it 'hope the results are negative'. The sane reaction. Because no one wants diabetes, right?
Instead I find myself see-sawing between hoping for a negative result and thinking 'but at least it might explain some of the symptoms...it might mean some of them could be treated...it would show people I'm not just a crazy lady who gets off on pretending to be sick...'
They fuck you up, your invisible illnesses.