I’ve talked about having Fibro before, but I usually present the fact that I live with this rotten disease like it’s a slight issue, and my life just rolls along fine. However, that’s not really true, and I live in a dream of my own making. I like it here, and can usually live among the clouds, rainbows and Care Bears quite well. But, every once in a while I am kicked off my nice soft, fluffy cloud and sent spiraling down to earth. The fall stinks, but the landing really knocks me down. (Pun intended)
I’ve been getting up at the crack of before-dawn for going on six weeks now, and over the past five or six days, I’ve been really struggling. My body simply aches. Like I’m getting the worst case of the flu; and my muscles are basically screaming “STOP IT”! Getting up and getting going is getting harder, not easier. I’ve been ignoring the situation (my default mode – if I ignore it, it’s not happening), but this morning it occurred to me that this is just not going away. I need to make some changes, and soon. I could stop working-out. I could go back to the way I was before…hated what I looked like; planning on an infirm old-age; dealing with depression….that’s not an option.
So, my new plan of action is going to be more of the same, but with some conditions. I will be in bed by 9:30 (no more staying up until the wee hours of the morning finishing a book). Another thing is that my water intake has been down. I’ll suddenly remember that I’ve only had one or two glasses of water around the time I’ve got to start dinner and try to make up for it by drinking a bunch of water in a short time. That’s not really helpful. More water, all of the time. I’ve been neglecting one of the things that really helps me cope with everyday stress and that’s journaling. So, I’ll plan on time at least once a week to do that. Those are my goals and steps. What are you struggling with, and how do you cope with it?