Well, this past weekend I traveled 1.5 hours away and celebrated 27 years with the love of my life. He is the best! We had a nice time. I was on Ibuprofen around the clock because I had another blessed PT appointment the day before. We ate at a sweet Italian restaurant Friday evening and on Saturday walked the waterfront clad in sun bonnet, sun glasses and sun screen (that is a lot of “sun” words for a person who is not supposed to be in the sun…) and then went antique browsing. (I am blessed with a hubby who enjoys this!!!) After a couple of hours, I was ready to drop! I was so exhausted, could scarcely move my feet and the pains were emitting from everywhere! We stopped in at Steak and Shake for a bite of lunch and a much-needed rest. (Remember that my hubby has a bone marrow disease and he gets fatigued quite easily, but thankfully does not have the pains I do!!) It was a nice afternoon spent together making memories, nonetheless, and then we headed home.<\/p>\n
The next day we all went to church, came home, grilled, rested and watched the kiddos play.<\/p>\n
Monday morning…well, let’s just say that I don’t remember much of it except that I could NOT get comfortable all night, I hurt so badly. I was freezing cold-and under two quilts! Finally at 5:30 am, I made myself take some Ibuprofen and fell back in bed. I awoke at 6:30am in a pool of sweat and pulled myself up only to realize that today would not be a vertical day! I told my husband goodbye and have a nice day, and he said “go back to bed”-I must have looked pretty bad, huh??? haha<\/p>\n
The pains were EvErYWhErE-places I did not even know could hurt, hurt. I felt like I had the flu. Was it from the Anniversary sun walk? Too much sun or too much walk?? Or both?? The car travel? The change in the weather??…hmmmm, it was a lot cooler…The PT??? Oh, and I am sure I had a fever earlier that morning, too. Was this a Lupus flare? A Fibro flare? I did not even care… Pain is pain. What causes it is the question of the hour. Let’s not psychoanalysis it to death.<\/p>\n
Okay, so I willingly obeyed my sweet man and fell back into bed and awoke on and off until noon. More Ibuprofen, more pain. MORE PAIN? Okay, so I finally made it back to the land of the living for a little while…well, til about 2pm and found myself waking up at 3pm. \u00a0Needless to say, it was not a good way to start my week. I changed my next PT appointment from Tuesday morning, to afternoon (remember my promise to see this through???) Today is Tuesday…in the afternoon. I do not want to leave. I still hurt. I am writing this in pain. If it were not for auto correct, you would not be able to read this.<\/p>\n
Remember, this is supposed to be a blog about the day in the life of a Fibro Mom. That requires me to write DAILY about my life. \u00a0Thank you in advance for your assumed understanding that this will not be daily read. I am trying. Like my poetry page…which I do plan to add to….soon.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"