Here at the 45th parallel the days are getting shorter as the autumnal equinox has passed and the winter solstice approaches. The killing frost has already come and gone and the winter coats hang in the vestibule at the ready.
Today was a rare November treat. It was brilliantly sunny and almost 70F. So I spent three hours in the sun reading, soaking up those rare November rays storing them up for the long winter. I feel like sitting in the sun is part of my "treatment" for my illness. It feels good to me. I feel like I need it. I certainly enjoy it and relish days like this. I expose as much of my skin to the sun as is decently possible in my overexposed backyard. My skin warming under the rays. I get sleepy and float away with the clouds. It is intoxicating.
On a more mundane note, there are some weird CFS side effects I've noticed regarding my sunbathing treatments. First and foremost I don't burn or tan. This is very weird since I am fair skinned and my spring sunburn is an annual ritual I've had to endure since moving to this country in 1969. I have had to purchase hats so that my head and ears don't burn to a crisp. However since being sick I've needed neither my hats nor my sunscreen.
The other oddity that I've finally begun to recognize is that taking one of my treatments leads to a minor crash. I don't know if it is my system detoxing after the change in body chemistry or the flooding of my system with Vitamin D and sulfur. I'm not sure what is causing this but for now I'm ignoring it. I'm enjoying my sunshine treatments and will continue them as long as the weather will allow. Maybe I should follow my sunbath with a bentonite chaser.