This is what I’ve been spending most of my day on:
Oh, and when my brain didn’t work I started these:
Both for charity.
When sitting got too much and it was gorgeous outside, Kali and I took a zoomie walk/run around the property. She’d run ahead and hide and jump out with what looked like puppy-laughs and I walk-ran to keep up with her to find her. It was so much fun. I doubt I hit a thousand steps, but it was more than I would have had in the bad temps of last week. I hope we get better at this so I can improve and lengthen our walks.
This What Day Is It Anyway I think is Tuesday. Cinco de Mayo/Taco Tuesday was plastered all over FaceBook. But I don’t spend a lot of time over there. So in my day, I lost the day many times. I took a fibro-flare seriously over the weekend and all day Monday. So I missed my writers’ group. The reason is that the pain was too much to keep my brain working. I had even started my prompt a few times. I knew where I was headed with it. But then I couldn’t hold my laptop without it hurting. I hate fibro for its way of deceiving me. I’m not sure about whether or not it isn’t the flu or covid or… It is only when it gives up that I know it was a flare. It was worse when I was working. I couldn’t tell, how do you call your boss and say, I don’t know if I can work today. It feels only tired, hard to wake up. It is only when it hurts so bad that I know I can’t be at work. It is only the aftermath of one step too far that lets me know. Remember exercise that you do 10 steps today, and increase to 20 tomorrow? I used to be able to make big increases and improve lots every day. No way can I do that now. 10 today 4 tomorrow, zeros and back to 10. If not flare. It is hard to know when it is too much. I always feel like such the ‘Fairweather friend’ in that suddenly I’m not there where I wish I were. If it were just pain, I could do it. But suddenly there are no words. Then the next day you wonder if that were true. Did it really hurt that much? And how long was I out? Well, shoot! I missed a weekend and Monday. So here is Tuesday.
Darswords 
And it’s har$ t get diagnosed with fibromyalgia because the symptoms are so vague, but I feel ya! Some days are better than others, so I try to get a lot done on those days. Feel better! 🤗
I don’t even know how my doctor got there. I just know that nothing he prescribed did anything good. I have learned not to think, Oh, I feel good today. That’s when I overdo and end up in bed for weeks. I think I am mostly graceful to the movement volume. My inner child wants to go play and move too much (ADHD being my worst enemy) so I have to play my own adult. You would think at 70 I would have that down to a science. Neh. 🤗💜😁
That’s great that you’re donating to charity! Stay safe, happy and healthy
Well, we can’t donate right now. But once this settles we will launder and then send out our crafts to hospitals and shelters. It helps me feel I am still useful. You stay safe, happy and healthy, too!
Hope you are recovered soon.🌸
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Thank you. Me, too. It is something I’m used to. Acquainted with, though I’m always surprised and go through high levels of hypochondria until the very low temp and all over pain remind me, oh, yeah. Flare. Then it is a case of being grateful it is the fibro I know rather than the diseases out there. Then I can follow the usual self-care to get me to the healthy side again.
Hugggs to you! hope you are less painful today!
Just really tired. Thanks! Hope you are doing okay.