Sunday, October 3, 2010
The heat spell has been broken.
It's cool and wonderful.
I feel like a truck hit me. I waited too long to take the pain medication. The tightening of my muscles had already started and my body had already started to ache. I don't know why I continue to do this. If I would not be so stubborn and just take the pill. If I would do that I would be able to avert a full blown disaster. For some reason I continue to believe that I can visualize and talk my way out of this.
For those fans of cognitive behavioral therapy, I am here to tell you that I try this. I continue to try this and I genuinely suffer for it. The humidity and I do not get along well at all. I have always loved the rain and, now, I know it's going to wreak havoc. I don't care how much I try to find my zen place it isn't going to matter.
I was right.
Havoc doesn't even begin to describe what it's doing to me right now. The pain has gone from a dull ache to voodoo pain and now it's reaching the oh-my-dear-God stage.
I read the last post and could absolutely envision myself at the Fabulous Fibro Resort and Spa. Wouldn't it be wonderful if there was a place like that? I would not only love to vacation there but I could be a live-in resident! I really need a massage but right now the muscles couldn't handle it.
I'm now watching movies.
I know it's going to be a real long night. You can tell by the length of this post. I won't be able to type much longer because the ache in my hands is becoming real strong pain. I'm trying hard to hit the keys but it's becoming impossible.
Just keep those pain pills and muscle relaxers coming.
I'm going to need it.
I just hope someone got the license plate number of that truck that hit me.