A Lesson on Fibro Masking

A perfect example:

Thursday, I was about the worst I've been in 2017. I was sitting on the couch, in recliner position. Buddy came running to jump into my lap, but forgot that the couch is higher than the floor and slammed, chest-first, into my left foot. He was fine, always is. My foot hurt a little, but nothing compared to how the rest of me was feeling. 

Friday morning, still feeling pretty cruddy. About half an hour after I woke up, I happened to look at my left foot. Clearly two broken toes, one not even facing exactly in the right direction. Both purple. So, I taped them up and wore slippers all day.

Saturday, out running errands, still taped. Part way through my toes started noticeably hurting. That's how I really knew that the fibro was getting better. No more fibro masking any 'real' pain I was experiencing. 

Make sense now?

Thanksgiving

Interesting timing...

I don't skip work for Fibro. I usually refuse to, preferring to fight through whatever is ailing me that day. And I hate leaving my room to someone else -- and sub plans, yuck! 

Today, I would have called in sick. I am so far from functional. But no sub plans needed, since it's a holiday, no school. 

A reason to be Thankful?

Nothing...

Just the usual. Lots of seizures lately, and occasionally bilateral. That's about the only news. But I felt like writing. So I am.

Public Service Announcement

Just FYI, having seizures while changing tires is NOT recommended.