This is a hard post to write because there are no words that can do this justice. I can hardly believe it myself.
My ME is in remission.
For the first few years that I was ill, I dreamt of being able to say this. I fantasized about what recovery would be like. And then, I can’t remember when, I stopped dreaming. It wasn’t that I gave up hope. Rather, I knew I had to move on from something that might never happen and learn how to live the life that I had. And now, thanks to three spinal surgeries — one for something called craniocervical instability and the others for tethered cord syndrome — I believe I am on my way to a full recovery.