This is what I hate about having fibromyalgia. The day after.
I feel so useless.
My legs feel like they have heavy weights strapped to them. They ache and moving them requires so much extra effort. There is no way to sit comfortably but the pain involved in adjusting position is overwhelming.
Laying down would be a good option for my legs, but doing that makes my neck and shoulders feel even worse. Sitting up they are just a dull throb that I can almost ignore unless I try to do something strenuous – like lifting a cup of tea or turning the page of a book.
My hands are already shaking just from this little bit of typing. I definitely won’t be able to do any crafts or handwriting today. My right hand is worst, it feels swollen, every little movement hurts as it stretches the already throbbing tissue. I suspect that’s my price for getting all the stock made over the last few days.
At least today’s headache isn’t as bad as having a migraine, it’s more at the annoying level than the crippling level. My eyes feel heavy and it’s hard to concentrate, but that could just as easily be because the pain stopped me getting a decent night’s sleep as an actual fibro symptom.
I am lucky enough to have my wonderful Gary to look after me so I won’t have to try and keep doing more than I can manage. He’ll do the cooking and bring me drinks and food. He’ll do any other fetching and carrying that’s needed. All I have to do is try and find the most comfortable position to rest in – but right now that feels like an almost unmanageable challenge.