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luscious_purple) wrote2020-07-23 10:46 pm
luscious_purple) wrote2020-07-23 10:46 pm
I hope...
I hope I helped someone today.
There's a young woman in Storvik (not trying to be condescending here, but I'm 60 and I think she's in her early 30s) who has done a lot of work for the Barony and Kingdom in the last few years, but has been saying lately (through Facebook) that she has been feeling poorly, though she didn't say exactly why. I didn't want to pry. Maybe she didn't know, either.
Today she made several posts stating that she has ME/CFS, which immediately got my attention. You see, I have a friend who used to be president of my local science writers' group, who used to write for the Washington Post, until ME/CFS disabled him. He moved to Hawaii, although he returned a few years ago to participate in an extensive study at NIH. He has the ear of people like Francis Collins (Tony Fauci's BOSS) and he married a woman who is also a ME/CFS sufferer and activist.
So I mentioned this to my Storvik friend, and she immediately PM'ed me back and said, oh, yes, PLEASE send her contact information to him. So I pinged him -- fortunately it was early afternoon here, so morning way over there -- and he said, sure, have her send me an email. So I wrote her back, and she thanked me profusely.
I hope they can help each other out. She says she has felt very alone, but she isn't, and in the aftermath of the current pandemic, she may have many other peers.
I am just the messenger here. The switchboard, as it were. I am not writing about this to honor myself -- I just want to remember that I tried to do something kind, so that someday when I am in a crummy mood, I can try to convince myself that I am not *totally* bad.
Anyhow, today was Major League Baseball's Opening Day! The Nationals hoisted the World Series Champion flag under a blue sky ... and then a line of thunderstorms rolled in and we had HUGE and FAST lightning, going off like fireworks and popcorn. So the game was called early with the Yankees winning. UGH.
There's a young woman in Storvik (not trying to be condescending here, but I'm 60 and I think she's in her early 30s) who has done a lot of work for the Barony and Kingdom in the last few years, but has been saying lately (through Facebook) that she has been feeling poorly, though she didn't say exactly why. I didn't want to pry. Maybe she didn't know, either.
Today she made several posts stating that she has ME/CFS, which immediately got my attention. You see, I have a friend who used to be president of my local science writers' group, who used to write for the Washington Post, until ME/CFS disabled him. He moved to Hawaii, although he returned a few years ago to participate in an extensive study at NIH. He has the ear of people like Francis Collins (Tony Fauci's BOSS) and he married a woman who is also a ME/CFS sufferer and activist.
So I mentioned this to my Storvik friend, and she immediately PM'ed me back and said, oh, yes, PLEASE send her contact information to him. So I pinged him -- fortunately it was early afternoon here, so morning way over there -- and he said, sure, have her send me an email. So I wrote her back, and she thanked me profusely.
I hope they can help each other out. She says she has felt very alone, but she isn't, and in the aftermath of the current pandemic, she may have many other peers.
I am just the messenger here. The switchboard, as it were. I am not writing about this to honor myself -- I just want to remember that I tried to do something kind, so that someday when I am in a crummy mood, I can try to convince myself that I am not *totally* bad.
Anyhow, today was Major League Baseball's Opening Day! The Nationals hoisted the World Series Champion flag under a blue sky ... and then a line of thunderstorms rolled in and we had HUGE and FAST lightning, going off like fireworks and popcorn. So the game was called early with the Yankees winning. UGH.