Four hours of dance rehearsal Saturday, and I did not end up in as much pain as I expected to. Some pain, yes, but I always have some pain. So if I danced every day for four hours, I'd still be in pain, but maybe I'd weigh less... hmmmm...
This blog is about FibroMyalgia, and the particularly strange ways it affects my life. Although it can be a royal pain (oh, no, puns already?), Fibro can also be pretty interesting. And yes, I feel strongly that a sense of humor is the best medicine, particularly in my case. So, come along for the ride, I'll post some of the more interesting neural miscommunications as they come up. If I don't post for a while, maybe I'm feeling normal -- whatever that is...
Monday, January 30, 2012
Tuesday, January 24, 2012
Tuesday, January 10, 2012
Getting What You Ask For
Otherwise known as, be careful what you wish for...
Yeah, no broken ribs this evening... just both legs in multiple places and many vertebrae... but I asked for a day with no broken ribs, and I've gotten an evening with no broken ribs, that's pretty close. Such a lucky guy.
Sunday, January 8, 2012
Taking a Ribbing...
Humor. Humor is the key. I keep breaking my ribs. That's been my 2012, every day so far. Different ribs, different numbers of ribs, but always ribs. Okay, to be fair, a few other bones too, but always including ribs. That's unusual. Things usually vary more. So isn't it kind of funny that I'm just hoping for a day with everything else hurting, just no broken ribs?
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