July 8, 4:00 AM
Tuesday, July 08, 2008
I am a bit behind in my plan to blog every week and in eating healthier. I have day and night a bit mixed up these days and am feeling a bit off in many ways. Yesterday, it finally dawned on me that part of my problem is my fibromyalgia. I think I have an article about it on my spark page, but it is a stinker of a disorder that beats up mostly on women, They are just now looking for ways to deal with it and to find out what causes it although historically, it actually has roots that can be traced back to the civil war days at least. My issue is that I have had excessive pain and haven't a clue why I'm not more active yet. My legs and body just ache and throb from my ribs to my calves. I enjoyed the 4th of july festivities with my family, but after our picnic, I began hurting and had to go to the van and recline at 7ish. I did see fireworks from the reclined seat--and then hurt so much since then that I haven't been back out since.
I want to rant, because I cannot get up by myself yet. I cannot get dressed or shower without help either. The things that need doing like shopping and cooking are being done by my older kids, but have little to do with healthy eating but lots to be done with impulse and ease. My husband works seven days a week, although he did have the 4th off. We try to take care of things so that he can do the things that he must take care of without worrying about day to day stuff. The kids even took my dog to the vet on Saturday for me.
I am going somewhere today because I am supposed to go back to work in less than 4 weeks. Our year round school district returns on Aug. 1--and that is probably my biggest worry. I don't even know how I'm going to go potty yet, I have a new boss in the building that I have the most seniority in. I also have a wheelchair there which could be handy, but it needs a new battery and my husband hasn't had time to deal with that for me.
Now I know clearly why I haven't written--I am sick to my tummy, my body hurts, fibro flare, sadness, my unhealed incision, dependence on everyone, and the brace from somewhere hot (lol) have me in a mind frame that doesn't match who I am. Nobody wants to hear this or needs to hear it either.
Thanks to those of you who are hanging with me through this--I'm praying that this is the storm before the calm--ha ha. Take care of yourselves. Hugs, Sylvia