Well, our remodeled bathroom is almost finished and painted a beautiful deep grey with white cabinets, and, to complete the look, we hung my grandmother’s 80 something year old mirror over the vanity! It looks sharp!! It’s a far cry from the 30 year old wallpaper, dilapidated cabinets and dated swirling pink countertop that came with the house when we bought it!
I woke up this morning feeling completely run over, but what’s new?
I tell you, the ups and downs of the Fibromyalgia body is as bad as the ups and downs of the spring weather in the Midwest. Maybe that’s coincidental? Weather does play a big part in this whole “living-with-fibro” thing.
Regardless, over this past weekend I had one of the worst Fibro flares I’ve had in a long time. Sunday night I couldn’t even move from the pain in my neck and back and could scarcely sleep at all.
By Monday night, I was able to move a bit and felt 80% better than the night before, albeit, stiff.
By Tuesday night I felt I was doing pretty well overall, at least for a person with Fibromyalgia! However, this morning I woke up and I fear it’s all starting again! Could it be that trip to the store yesterday that I had to go on to get provisions for the coming days? Why, I even had my daughter drive me thinking that would ward off a flare! I think that whether I drive or not it is definitely the getting in and out of vehicle that reeks the most havoc. I have decided that I am limited to no more than two places when I go somewhere.
Wait a minute? I only went to two places yesterday! Sigh…
How do you plan a day when your morning might be fine but then your afternoon pulls you under physically? Or if you wake up like your body has already run a race and you cannot move at all, how can you plan anything???
Fibromyalgia is the most ridiculously challenging and stupidest thing to deal with and yet, I do each and every day!
I could not sleep last night and sat up in my living room mentally moving furniture. I had this overwhelming desire to completely deep clean and revamp the room! It was pleasant to sit for a moment or two and completely vision all of this. Honestly, if it weren’t for the Fibro and knowing what would really happen to me if I actually did that, I would have!
However, when I woke up this morning, all of those thoughts had flown away and now I could care less about moving furniture. I am quite content with how my living room looks currently.
You have to watch all of that when you have Fibromyalgia. On a good day you have all of these thoughts of grandeur…you know, like cleaning this or cleaning that or rearranging rooms; cleaning out that closet that’s been needing it for months.
But deep in the back of our mind we know the pain we will be in if we attempt these things. And then when we’re in pain, it’s like we don’t care; the house could go up in flames and we’re just like la…la…la.
Well, I know I won’t be moving any furniture today, mentally or otherwise! My brain doesn’t seem to be working. It feels very cloudy and muddled. This is where I tell myself that-
“This is the day the Lord has made, we will rejoice and be glad in it!”
And I will be…
No matter what the day holds.
Blessings to you and gentle hugs!
~The Fibro Momma of Ten