It’s All In My Head

I’m not surprised I have a fibro flair up right now. I was on the verge of one before Bratty Fife had the fridge blocked a few days ago. I think the added stress kind of pushed me over the edge. So here I am pretty much knocked on my butt by pain and fatigue, only I can’t sleep. I wake up way too early.

I go around the house limping and Fife looks at me like I’m out of my mind. What happened to you he says.  I have one of those stress related illnesses that’s all in my head. The problem is, it’s moved to my neck, down my back, into my hips, my knees and right down to my feet.

Excruciating pains shoot through my back as my shirt is wind blown across my shoulder blades.  The cat walks across my legs and leaves me breathless, in pain. The dog rubs his head against me too hard, I sit on the sofa too hard or simply walk across the floor and I’m blinded by pain. If my right hand isn’t a sleep the left hand is, sometimes both tingle along with my legs and feet. I doubt they’re as tired as I am though.

I think all 18 pressure points are inflamed right now which means I won’t be doing much until they calm down.  The ones on my shoulder blades and in my lower back are worse than the others but my knees are acting crazy too.

I’ve been watching for changes in my skin as well as my temperature to see if I’m going to end up with increased Lupus symptoms in addition to a fibro flair up. I hope not. Heck, this hell fire heat with matching humidity isn’t helping matters much. I just hope the Lupus worry stays in my head and doesn’t find it’s way through every vain to every joint and knock me down even longer.

I’m going to bed for however long my body will let me sleep.

Austin