I have felt the physical effects of the past week which offered nothing but continuous rain from remnants of a tropical storm.
I chose to be as productive as possible despite how the rains make my Fibromyalgia body feel. I spent one day making several meals for the week and resting, I spent a day working on school projects and resting, I spent another day traveling three hours round-trip to visit my grandson (with no resting), and then two days recuperating from the drive and visit…and probably the preceding days.
The rain brought a cold front through, dropping temps to a pleasant degree, yet making mornings more stiff and painful and difficult to maneuver (but somehow makes coffee taste better).
Today was the worst of the week (I hope) keeping me in a restful state all day and taking it easy. Sometimes you just have to give in and rest.
When you have Fibromyalgia, every day is always different. You NEVER know what body part is going to hurt that day.
Or which body parts.
Some days the pain moves from point A to point B and off to point G.
Some days you feel like you have bruises all over your entire body…and then it stops.
Some days it hurts just to brush your hair.
Some days it is painful to walk…or more painful than usual. I have tried taping up my arches when the foot pain is a bother. (Actually, I try to do it daily just to bring me some type of relief because by nightfall when I settle into bed and the tapes are off, the pain can be intense. Before I taped my arches it was much worse!)
By Golly, that pain just crawls out of somewhere and makes you bite you lip!
What pains will tomorrow bring?
I don’t know.
Will I wake up and not be able to get up? Will I feel like I have to crawl back into bed to rest? Will time allow for that?
Or will I push through and hope for the best?
Well…I don’t know.
But I do know that tomorrow is another day.
Another day to do the best I can do with what I can do…and it’s all I can do.
~The Fibro Momma of Ten~