Yay, weekend, day to myself
OK, not sure what set it off, but I defintely had a fibro flare over the past week. It might have been the daily commute in and out of the heart of Boston. The hours and hours of "being on", talking to people non stop, and trying to get as much out of every session at this conference. The not sleeping well, which may have been because of the flare, or may have caused the flare, or may be a vicious cycle and be both.
I'm feeling better, things are half of what they were Thursday, my hands are painful, but my neck is just stiff, I can take deep breaths, I haven't slept well but today I don't have to do anything if I don't want, so who cares. =) I do feel weird, and have been all week - Tuesday I was having what I think are mini panic attacks, my heart racing and feeling off balance, all that's left now is a strange feeling/pain around my scar, and feeling off balance.
Won't lie and say I am not wondering what the hell is going on in there. Wish I had a tricorder and could just scan and see, ya know? I didn't even flare after fucking BRAIN SURGERY. Maybe the movie last weekend started a cascade? Maybe several days in a row of such overstimulation is just too much?
I don't want it to come back. I don't want to feel this again.
Mom's coming over for a little bit today and we're taking Tyler shopping for bedding and such for school. He moves in Saturday and Kelsey moves in on the 3rd. I'm a bit sad about Ty.
I'm feeling better, things are half of what they were Thursday, my hands are painful, but my neck is just stiff, I can take deep breaths, I haven't slept well but today I don't have to do anything if I don't want, so who cares. =) I do feel weird, and have been all week - Tuesday I was having what I think are mini panic attacks, my heart racing and feeling off balance, all that's left now is a strange feeling/pain around my scar, and feeling off balance.
Won't lie and say I am not wondering what the hell is going on in there. Wish I had a tricorder and could just scan and see, ya know? I didn't even flare after fucking BRAIN SURGERY. Maybe the movie last weekend started a cascade? Maybe several days in a row of such overstimulation is just too much?
I don't want it to come back. I don't want to feel this again.
Mom's coming over for a little bit today and we're taking Tyler shopping for bedding and such for school. He moves in Saturday and Kelsey moves in on the 3rd. I'm a bit sad about Ty.