Note: No the turkeys do not have Fibromyalgia, I DO! (and bad grammar too). Tomorrow is Thanksgiving and I am hosting for 16 members of my family. This is my fourth consecutive year doing so. I love hosting, and I love spending time with my family, and I would not willingly give up the honor of having them all here tomorrow, but there is always the Fibromyalgia to consider. It is always there, like a big-old-ugly party pooper just waiting to smash me with its mallet of pain. I have to consider it in everything I do, otherwise there is nothing left to consider, I am just down for the … [Read more...]
Things I Love #1: Sudoku
This is the first in a series of post I am going to do about things I love. These are things that lift my spirits and help get me through my good and bad days. They are in NO PARTICULAR ORDER, so the fact that post #1 is not about my husband does not make me the worst wife on the planet! How I battle Fibrofog. Sudoku! For those of you unfamiliar with Sudoku, the object is to fill a 9x9 grid so that each column, each row, and each of the nine 3x3 boxes contains the digits from 1 to 9 only one time each. Digits cannot repeat in box, row or column. It is a simple concept but … [Read more...]
Verifiable Evidence That My Brain is Abnormal
Over the years my sister and I have learned it is better and more fun to laugh about life’s predicaments rather than cry. We have numerous inside jokes, and fibromyalgia is fair game when it comes to our humor. Anyone who suffers from FM understands that your once fertile and competent brain becomes a mush of confusion and incoherence. The corresponding joke is that I “used to be the smart sister.” It is true. I was once her “go to” whenever she needed an answer on most anything. But since developing FM I have been reduced to the baby sister she feels the need to shelter and protect. I have … [Read more...]