I can't believe it's been three months since I've been able to post anything. It's time for me to follow my own advice and rest. I've pushed myself so hard that the Fibro checkbook is in the negative, my Fibro traffic light is stuck on red. My envelope is empty, someone switched my spoons for carving knives.
As you may remember, I've been working on my garden. I got out there with my patio chair and pulled weeds. Then I put together a container garden. It took a period of four weeks to get everything done because I paced myself and practice just about every Fibromyalgia pacing strategy out there.
I balanced my Fibro checkbook everyday making sure that I ended the day with Fibro bucks by basically practicing the 50/50 principle and only doing half of what I thought I could accomplish. I started each day practicing my children's "What Color is Your Day" strategy by evaluating my day each morning. I rested on Red Light days, planned on Yellow Light days, and made sure I ended Green Light days with something in my envelope. But I still managed to overdo it and know instead of having a nice collection of shiny spoons, my pockets are full of very sharp carving knives.
This flare is different from previous ones. Instead of an increase in pain, I'm struck with an increase in stiffness. I literally feel like one of those moving statute guys you'd see down by the bean, on the strip, or, along bourbon street. Wow, I need a vacation. Anyway, I guess if I'm going to be so stiff that literally the only things I can move right now are my fingers, I might as well follow Madonna's orders and POSE.
Wake me when they find a cure for Fibromyalgia.
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