Mary80's Journal

Bad pain day today. I didn't really sleep well last night, even though I was SO tired when I went to bed. My body was tired but my brain was just like "WHEEEE!" I closed my eyes and I swear my body was out for the count....but I was in there going "la la la" waiting for sleep to hit. *shrugs*

But the pain that got worse last night, got worse today. I really think that if I get aggrevated or stressed, it makes it worse. Right now Eddie would be calling the Fibro my own personal Hulk. "Don't make her angry. She doesn't feel good when she's angry." *snort* Then again, he'd prolly have tried to find a way so I wouldn't have to work there or work at all. *shrugs* Of course who knows if I would have gotten sick if he hadn't died....NOT that I'm blaming him....but it is still a huge stressor on me.

Anyways...my right hand was hurting me the most...and my right shoulder and I'm wondering if it has to do with the bit of writing I was working on yesterday at work. Normally if my hands hurt, it's my left for some reason. Also, the muscles that are around or over my shins...(I still manage to have muscular legs) were hurting...right down into my foot. So moving my ankle around didn't help. *shrugs*

I have to go into a stupid meeting at work tomorrow instead of relaxing on my day off. Stupid meeting. Bunch of bullshit I've heard a dozen times. I have to get up at 8 so I can be there by 10 (and it's not even a 10 minute drive by car) and sit thru that for 2 hours and then come home....and of course that depends on if I can get a ride or I'm sitting waiting for the bus again. Ugh!

Saw some cute kids at work though....they are always my bright point. If I can get a baby to smile or a toddler to laugh or something, it makes me feel better. I know they aren't judging me or being fake. Probably the same reason I have my five furbabies. I know they love me, no questions.

Anyways....I'm going to bed. Maybe I'll even sleep. I'm pooped.