Yesterday i had several things planned for today, none of them exciting. I was going to clean the living room floor and tidy my bedroom and hoover the carpet and change my bed. I change my bed probably more then i need to, it’s because the cat has taken up residence on my bed. I don’t mind but she leaves bits of herself behind. However i am doing what i normally do, and going round in circles before i get to the point.
The point being this; today i woke in more pain then i usually have, making the simple task of getting up and moving around beyond my ability to do. My sister phoned but it didn’t take more them 10-15 mins before the phone became too heavy and i had to juggle the phone from hand to hand and shoulder to shoulder. The pain causes total exhaustion, think flu or migraine, and therefore all i have done all day is sleep or just lie in bed watching Bones’ repeats over the internet. This is what’s known as a Fibromyalgia flare.
Along with the pain and the exhaustion my brain switched the depression lever up a notch or two and i start mindfully running through long dark tunnels with no exits. It is not a good place to be i can tell you. The fact that i have had to take 3 lots of pain pills since 6am (its now 4pm) is also telling me something is a little out. I am now feeling a little more under control – for now.
I have been awake about 2 hrs now and i’m going to get up pull on some clothes, catch a bus for the short ride into town and meet my daughter, Grace for some tea. I know where she wants to go for tea but i have no idea what i am actually going to eat. I could just eat a Mac D’s cheese burger but i don’t normally like them and an extra large bar of chocolate .
Have a good evening everyone, that’s my rant over this is supposed to be my weekly book post just in case you are wondering.