Fibromyalgia Fatigue Fooey! 



Seems my latest Fibro tale took a turn toward Fibromyalgia Fatigue in the morning. I've got to go wherever the words flow. So...

Let's talk about how much fun Fibro mornings can be. Yippee...how about those showers, eh? I soooooo LOVED starting the day with a nice hot steamy refreshing shower. Sigh.

Post Fibro, not so much. Rather than refresh me, now most showers just zap what little energy I did manage to build up overnight.

Does Fibromyalgia Fatigue Get You Down?

I can’t close my eyes when I’m standing because I get vertigo.

Washing n’ rinsing your hair with eyes wide open is the bomb; said nobody ever! It’s not like I get to relax when I’m worried the entire time about falling.

And, that causes me to tense up and sets off a bunch of cramping muscles. Which is not only painful but is physically exhausting as well.

Rather than enjoy that heavenly hot shower after glow. My aprés shower time consists of bargaining with myself to please not crawl into bed for a nap. Some days I can’t beat it.

I have no choice but to give in to my persistent companion, Fibromyalgia fatigue and rest.

Speaking of bed...

Fibromyalgia Fatigue Sucks!

What about this? I wake up busting for a pee.

Throw the covers back, leap out of bed and proceed to land HARD on my aching knees as my legs buckle under me.

I remember groggily wondering as I knelt on the floor, why can’t I feel my feet?

Turns out, fibro was playing a practical joke on me. Overnight I had developed a new symptom of numbness in my legs and feet.

Yay! Me! Another limit that I must acknowledge and accept: take my time and slowly raise into a standing position. Oh, and best to have something to grab onto in case my legs or feet aren’t working.

Who doesn’t love taking fifteen minutes or so to gradually work their way up into a standing position, especially when busting for a morning pee? 

Living a quality life with this chronic illness means accepting your physical limitations, and of course figuring out what they are.

Which unfortunately I’m not sure of any other way to do than the hard way. 

Mostly, well for myself personally, the only way I’m able to learn my limit is to push beyond it.

I’ve learned to push gently so that I only barely cross the line.

I nurse whatever Fibro symptoms I’ve set off. Then pick myself up to do it all over again.

And there you have it, another little tale or two about what it’s like living the Fibro life.








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