Saw Dr. Heaney at Hope hospital today, He's the immunologist speacialist there.
To begin with he wasn't best pleased at me transferring from NMGH cfs clinic as that's the recognised facility in the north west, but as I explained to him - Hope is easier for me to get to.
The upshot of it is that I'm being referred to an Ellin? Ellen? Young for cognitive behavioral therapy.
I've never held much truck with psychotherapy and that kind of thing - I can talk about my feelings and what I think they mean with my friends or just write them on my blog. But he says it's not just counselling so I guess I'll just have to see how it goes.
If nothing else it's something else to try.
I also got chastised for 'decieving' myself. I need to keep pacing myself and not doing the 'boom and bust' thing. Which is difficult, I know it pisses Stef off if I don't pull my weight and I hate feeling guilty when he does everything so when I'm well or at least not bed ridden, I try and make up for it.
I don't know how to stop doing this because I don't want to piss him off by just sitting around when I'm having a good day which seems to be what I'm being told I have to do.
Ah well, it'll work itself out - things always do eventually one way or another.
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