I need to be sleeping, but between my loud ringing ears and active brain, I am not going to find sleep easy tonight.
I woke up today in a lot of pain. I took a Tramadol and a hot shower and gradually got myself moving. Later in the day I was able to play a little tennis. Not an actual game, we just hit the ball back and forth. Some decent exercise for a pain day.
So anyway, tonight I've been thinking about what a strange animal Fibromyalgia is. I am sometimes filled with rage at Fibro about how it messes up my life. I sometimes want to scream at it, cuss it out, burn it in effigy. But I can't. Because getting furious at Fibro will only come back to hurt me. It will bounce back, like one of those balls in the classic paddle ball game. It'll bounce back and smack ya in the eye.
So that's something that seems downright evil about it. But on the other hand, Fibromyalgia has blessed me. I appreciate little things more. I think I am less impatient with my kids. I now feel the preciousness of simple things I used to take for granted. Like, just a day of no pain. Or, more often, a day of less pain. I'll take it. And thank you very much!
Love to you all and pleasant dreams.
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