Chance, Fate & Chronic Fatigue

The idea came to me like a whisper in my ear. I had picked up my latest Brian Weiss book at the library but was too excited to return home immediately. So I stayed and began reading.

In the middle of the quiet library afternoon, I heard, “Call Parker.”

I had already decided to try Regression Therapy after my encounter with Morgan and was looking for a suitable therapist. But I did not want to call “Parker”!  Continue reading

Reason Departed

His hand was literally on the handle of my front door. “Wait,” I said, feeling really silly. “I have one more question.”

“Morgan” came back into my apartment and I asked him a question I thought I’d never pose, even to myself.

It had all begun when I noticed a book sitting on a shelf in my Classical Acupuncturist‘s office and asked to borrow it. Soon I had finished reading Many Lives Many Masters and was rather obsessively borrowing Brian Weiss‘ other books from my local library.

“Uh oh,” I thought to myself. “I’ve seen this before. What’s about to happen this time?”

In 1994, I obsessively began reading books about near death experiences. “I can’t take this anymore,” my friend Aaron said, after I commented for the umpteenth time that I felt like something big was about to happen. “I think you should talk to somebody.”  Continue reading

Where Are My Boundaries?!

“Dr. Hayden’s” other Chronic Fatigue patient was thinking of trying a clinic I also happened to be considering. The patient felt unsure about the clinic and had asked Dr. Hayden to investigate. So, in the middle of my appointment, Dr. Hayden asked me.

Wait. What?  Continue reading

How I Found Out I’ve Got Chronic Fatigue Syndrome

Or, Diagnosis Part III

“What did you do today?”

It was January 2007 and I was back in my surgeon’s office, having decided to investigate my condition myself. The plan was to find out whether there was a recurrence of what had led me to surgery in the first place. We’d already ruled out anemia and we now knew that my ultrasound results were great. So why was I still recovering after 16 months?

There was a new face in the mix. Dr. Nutis was doing a fellowship with Dr. Nezhat and had been observing our interaction. Now he’d asked the question that turned out to be pivotal.

“I’ve been preparing for this appointment since about 9am,” was my reply. It was 3 in the afternoon. Also, it had taken a few months for me to return for that day’s ultrasound test since showing up was an unpredictable process. My doctor’s appointments usually got cancelled a few times before I finally made it because on many days I didn’t have the wherewithal to drive anywhere. Continue reading