What Were You Doing?
Tuesday, October 13, 2009
It was the first weekend of November, 2005. Jessie had recently finished fall soccer. At 12, she was becoming a much better player - aggressively chasing and maneuvering the ball. She was having a great time with weekly horseback riding lessons and occasional mountain biking excursions with her dad and brother.
On Friday, Jeff and I went away for the weekend and Jessie eagerly went to spend a few days with her best friend, Sarah. On Saturday, we got the call that Jes had become sick. Could it be the flu or mono? Another friend was at home sick with mono and Jessie remembered that they had recently shared a water bottle at school. Assuming that she had mono, we kept her at home. The following week, we took her to the doctor, where she tested negative for mono.
Two weeks later, her friend was well and back in school. Jessie's fever had finally subsided, but the headaches and flu-like symptoms were relentless. Two months later, confined to her bed or sofa and beginning physical therapy, we were told that Jessie had tentatively been diagnosed with something called Chronic Fatigue Immune Dysfunction Syndrome. We were so happy to have a diagnosis! We knew so little then. We had no idea that on that first weekend of November, the course of our daughter's life would be changed.
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2 Reactions:
I can so relate. We can pinpoint the day that Jessica got sick. From being active, loving life, loving school, etc. to being sick. And life changed. And still changing.
Thanks for sharing that video also. I hadn't seen it yet. Maybe they will figure something out!
Laura
On March 1, 2002, I had a typical day - went to a step class at the Y, cleaned the house, went grocery shopping, and had friends over for dinner. That night, my throat started to hurt a little. I woke up the next morning feeling terrible and figured I'd caught some sort of virus. I didn't want to ruin our plans for a day in Baltimore, though, so we still went. I vaguely recall wandering through the Aquarium, with my throat burning and my mind all fuzzy, aching all over.
You're right - it's so amazing that you don't know at the time that your life has changed dramatically.
Before...and After.
Sue
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