Day 99: Interesting Times

Well, today didn’t quite go as planned.  And that’s ok.  Hang in there folks, this is a long one.

I planned on popping into to town for a little crafting and company and then straight home to Hubby and Girly for some Family Time.  Yeah.  The Universe thought my plan needed a slight adjustment.

Firstly, Fibro Flare was still hanging around like the last pickled onion in the jar (nobody wants to take it cos you aren’t sure how it will turn out to taste).  I felt shaky but able to get and go relax in the company of fellow crafty types while sipping Chai Lattes and eating flapjack.  So, despite the fact that getting dressed made me feel tired enough to go to bed, I headed out.

The crafting went well.  I sat with M and we chatted about the fun lifestyle of the chronically ill.  She has a lot of hassles with her meds giving her dodgy side effects while mine is just a dodgy bugger that I throw painkillers at to shut up for a bit.  We were just packing up when M noticed that the Bus Station was being cordoned off by the police.  Seeing as both M and I were planning on using the Bus Station to go home, this was a slight problem.  M investigated and found out there had been an accident involving a gas main pipe and everybody in the vicinity was being evacuated.

Seeing as I had planned for a short trip out with little walking involved, this was a slightly bigger problem.  I immediately figured out the best places to go and wait out the fun.  Friday afternoon just before rush hour is not the best of times to have to shut down the centre of the city.  I let Hubby know that I would be some time and M and I made our way up to another favoured cafe of ours – Madame Waffle.  Gluten free belgian waffles, what more need I say?

By the time, everything was reopened.  We had eaten and browsed the local art shop (I picked up the pen I really wanted to try!) and were more than ready for home.  I was feeling a little off and very tired.  To be honest, Fibro Fog kicked in and I don’t really remember getting to the bus and coming back to the Neighbourhood.  All I know is half way between the bus stop I got off at and home (about 100yards) I had a nasty dizzy spell and decided that sitting down was more preferable to falling down.

Basically put, I ran out of energy.  It was all done.  I was nauseous, dizzy and drained and couldn’t think how to move forward any further.  Luckily, Hubby happened to look out the window as I sat down and came for me.  He was my Knight in Shining Denim.  He pretty much picked me and my craft bag up and helped me indoors.  Needless to say, he has been a gem this evening looking after me.

I told him all about the day and after sitting down for an hour or two felt much better.  I even managed to do some drawing.  The thing is… I’m pretty sure if I were to do it again, I would do the same thing.  I really enjoyed my afternoon even with the fun and games of getting home.  Hubby isn’t happy but he understands why.

Happiness is… An understanding Hubby and gluten free waffles.

Day 88: Zombie checks in

Let’s just say that sleep is my friend.  My bed has most definitely accepted me as one of it’s own and it doesn’t want me to leave.

Happiness is… a bucket of pain medication and a good book

Day 73: Sleepy Sunday

To be honest, I slept for most of the day.  I was just so tired from the busy week.  I generally do better at balancing activity and resting but this week it all went a bit wrong.  My body finally told me to lay down and stay down.

 

On days like this I have to focus extra hard on finding a happy thing as it is very easy to feel down when even going to the toilet makes you feel like you need a nap.  Fibromyalgia can eat away at you but I try to maintain a positive outlook.  Today, I found joy and comfort in cuddles with the kids and a book on my Kindle.  I love being able to read books on my phone or tablet.  On bad days, even books can be too heavy to hold so having a lightweight device really helps.  I have books too but some days I need my Kindle.

 

Being able to lay in bed and read keeps my brain functioning and my soul happy.  Hubby has been running around after all of us and I really do appreciate that he is a Good ‘Un – even when he drives me nuts.  Thanks to him, I was able to lay in bed, reading with a nice cuppa in my favourite Cath Kidston mug.

 

Today, happiness is… reading in bed.

Day #27: Fibro Days

Sometimes I just have to take the day off.  Fibromyalgia is a pain the, well, everything but some days the fatigue is the worst part of it.  Fibro Fog is where you feel so tired that you can’t think straight.  You just can’t put a thought together and as for moving, ever wondered what it would feel like to move in a bath of molasses? Yeah it’s something like that.

Not much to be happy about, right?  Except on this kind of day it’s vital to find something happy.  It’s important to celebrate the small victories and smile at the silly things.

Today I smiled because Boyo came abd gave me a big hug because Daddy told him I wasn’t feeling great.  We played together all snuggled up and he kept me company for a while.  He is very kind and can be very loving too.

Happiness is… A special hug from my Boyo.