It seems as though I'm always whining, but I've just got to get this off my ... uh ... well.. . chest and everywhere else. For some reason my Fibro-myalgia / or Fibro-blast is really blasting all over. I don't seem able to get it under control.
I can hardly type with my fingers in such pain. I can't sleep, read, enjoy anyone's visits, you name it. Blubber, blubber.
I try to get walking in every day, even that is difficult.
I feel a little better after getting this off my chest. Thanks for listening. You are all so kind and I love you.
I went from the nursing home, back to my house, but kept having out-of-whack blood sugars. I'd shake so bad I couldn't even call 911! Soooo -- that made it scary to live alone. I'm still quite ambulatory, so the health workers and myself decided that Senior Housing would be right for me.
I really like my apartment and there are lots of folks to meet and get acquainted with. We do fix our own meals here, but sometimes someone on our floor (I'm on the 7th) will fix a big batch of something and invite us all over to get some. It works well for me.
As usual, my insomnia causes problems when it comes to meet others at morning gatherings. Also, I don't have to wait for my son to have some time to fix something that breaks or doesn't work right. HE loves that.
Sorry I haven't been able to send individual notes to everyone. This is the next best thing in my book.
Love you all and truly appreciate your support and those who have checked in on me.