Yesterday I had another episode where my entire body locked up for a good 30 minutes from severe pain.<\/p>\n
Was it the weather? Was it lifting a heavy pot of water to boil pasta? Or was it just the Fibromyalgia doing what it does?<\/p>\n
I had spent the morning making a lasagna with my daughters, complete with home-made sauce (the Italian in me always whispers home-made!) <\/i>The lasagnas nearly done and lunch being eaten, I suddenly remembered the cold front was coming and I needed to pick the green beans and peppers before the frost that night.<\/p>\n
Off I went with one daughter trailing behind as the drizzle of cool rain began.<\/p>\n
Three large bowls later and we headed back inside, when, as I approached the kitchen, my body literally began to freeze up to the point I could not get my coat off.<\/p>\n
I knew the feeling as it’s happened to me several times this year, so I got into a chair as quickly as I could before I was completely locked up.<\/p>\n
Tears of sadness and pain slowly made their way down my cheeks. My nose was running from the cold outside, but I could not even will<\/i> my hands to move, let alone raise them to wipe my nose. The only movable things on me were my eyes, which noticed the concerned looks on my three daughter’s faces.<\/p>\n
That made me want to cry more.<\/p>\n
Instead I told them that Mommy was being very brave battling this monster and that seeing their sweet faces only brought me tears of joy!<\/p>\n
Twenty or so minutes later my hands began to move, then my arms and a much-needed Kleenex, and then Ibuprofen, then a walk down the hall to lay down and rest. Less than 3 minutes and I was out!<\/p>\n
I awoke an hour later, still sore and “jointy”…I managed to climb into a hot shower…<\/p>\n
After redressing (which is a chore in itself) I entered the kitchen to find the beans washed and snapped and hot jars in the boiler ready to be canned.<\/p>\n
How blessed am I???<\/i><\/p>\n
With a birthday the next day (actually two, my youngest daughter and I share the date…but I relinquished my birthday with aging years ago to her!! Ha, ha!) I still needed to make her an ice cream cake.<\/p>\n
She has a sweet disposition and quietly came up to me and said she did not need a cake this year. (Bless her heart! She did not want me to feel more pain making it. That is all the more reason she will get one!)<\/p>\n
And so, one mint chocolate chip and Oreo ice cream cake was born!<\/p>\n
The Ibuprofen had barely taken the edge off, but I could feel it wearing off, nonetheless.<\/p>\n
I spent the rest of the evening curled up with the almost birthday girl as she curled up with her “bestis birthday momma” and we watched a couple of movies.<\/p>\n
This is just a day in the life with the new normal for me.<\/p>\n
I awoke this morning to a beautiful birthday card from my husband and wrapped presents in the family room from the kiddos!<\/p>\n
Even with the rainy autumn day, it promises to be a good one…pain or more pain!<\/p>\n
God Bless-<\/p>\n
~The Fibro Momma of Ten<\/p>\n ","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"
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