Not a Real Post Anyway, Just Me Whining
So, been having like the solar flare of fibromyalgia flares in the last…oh, I don’t know, month? Two months?
I lose all track of time sometimes.
Anyway, it builds like anticipation before a big date, only less fun and with lots more pain, and then the crash arrives and the waves of pain knock my ass down.
That’s where I’ve been.
Where I am.
Even my hair hurts.
But the worst part is the rib pain. My rib joints get inflamed, and then it hurts to breathe so I decide feck it I’m just not going to breathe anymore and that lasts about thirty seconds before my brain kicks my ass and tells me what a dumbshit I am, and of course we are going to breathe so I take a deep breath and shriek/cry from the pain.
It’s exhausting, and I really think my brain should stop arguing with me and let me run the show, but does she listen? Hells no.
She insists I do things like breathe.
So nothing seems funny, nothing seems interesting, and everything makes me stabbity. This is not a good time to piss me off.
So, say something to make me laugh…wait, scratch that…say/do something to make me smile so I can forget this shit for a minute.
I promise I’ll be back as soon as my body stops trying to murder me in my sleep (and in my awake for that matter).