I had some red flags in my twenties:\u00a0<\/strong>deep pain in my shins that got worse when I walked, migraines, and fatigue. When I turned 28, I had first child and an emergency C-section.\u00a0 My mother died suddenly when I was 30 and I sunk into a deep depression. I decided to try and have another child to heal my heart. My pregnancy with her was quite painful. I seemed to have contractions the entire third trimester. After having my daughter in the fall,<\/strong>\u00a0I remember that winter getting terrible diarrhea. It did not go away for nine months. My doctor tested me for all sorts of things including parasites. He concluded that I had IBS.<\/p>\n Almost a year later,<\/strong>\u00a0I developed a respiratory illness that gave me swollen glands, flu-like symptoms, and burning sensations in my arms. It felt like hot lava was running through my veins. My coworker mentioned\u00a0<\/strong>being ill and testing positive for mono. From there my symptoms got bizarre and scary. I got headaches that felt like my brain and neck were going to explode. I got\u00a0<\/strong>episodes of vertigo and my arms, legs, or head\u00a0<\/strong>would sometimes jerk or tremble. My speech was incoherent; I was unable to write and even forgot how to spell.\u00a0 If I got infection, my heart would race and I would sweat like I was going to die. Doctors made me feel like I was a hypochondriac. I left in tears or I would yell at them for not figuring out what was wrong. I spent nearly\u00a0<\/strong>two years searching for answers. Sometimes I would be so sick that I would be in the bed for ten days at a time. When I went the Mayo Clinic, they finally told me what I had: Central Sensitization Syndrome-Chronic Fatigue Syndrome, Fibromyalgia, and Occipital Neuralgia. I do not have a cure, but at least I know I am not alone.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":" Humans of ME\/CFS I had some red flags in my twenties:\u00a0deep pain in my shins that got worse when I walked, migraines, and fatigue. When I turned 28, I had first child and an emergency C-section.\u00a0 My mother died suddenly when I was 30 and I sunk into a deep depression. I decided to try […]<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":1,"featured_media":641,"comment_status":"closed","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"spay_email":""},"categories":[1],"tags":[],"jetpack_featured_media_url":"https:\/\/humansofchronicillness.org\/wp-content\/uploads\/2020\/07\/rebecca_b.png","_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/humansofchronicillness.org\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/651"}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/humansofchronicillness.org\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/humansofchronicillness.org\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/humansofchronicillness.org\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/users\/1"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/humansofchronicillness.org\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/comments?post=651"}],"version-history":[{"count":0,"href":"https:\/\/humansofchronicillness.org\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/651\/revisions"}],"wp:featuredmedia":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/humansofchronicillness.org\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media\/641"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/humansofchronicillness.org\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=651"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/humansofchronicillness.org\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=651"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/humansofchronicillness.org\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=651"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}