For the past few days, I’ve been an emotional wreck. I cry at the slightest sentiment… If I hear a song I enjoy from my childhood, or smell something familiar that reminds me of a lost loved one, a food that makes me extremely happy.

My husband and I had to make a trip down to my in-laws. It’s a 2 and a half hour drive, one way. On the way, we stopped for breakfast at the Waffle House. It had been a long time since we’d gone out to eat, and it was nice to get a break from cooking. I ordered my favorite meal… the two eggs breakfast, with bacon. Eggs scrambled with cheese, raisin toast with apple butter, and hashbrowns. Call me crazy, but I like to smear the apple butter into my raisin toast, and make a sandwich with the scrambled eggs. It is something I’ve always loved since childhood… and getting to experience a simple pleasure, that brought me joy… I was overwhelmed and I could feel myself wanting to cry… but I held myself together, and then waited until we were on the road to express my emotions.

I knew this rush of tender heartedness was a warning sign that my body was about to go into a flair with my fibromyalgia. And as we were making our way back home that evening, I could feel it coming on.

The drive didn’t help matters. My whole body is on fire. My scalp is very tender, the skin on my shoulders and upper arms is beginning to burn at the slightest touch. My low back is throbbing, my ankles are swollen and I feel exhausted. 🥱

On top of everything, it’s affecting my digestion. Not gonna go into details, but yeah… my tummy/guts are hurting. I feel like I’m going to have a period, though I’m on a medication which prevents it.

I pushed myself too far today, and now I am paying for it.

I’m still feeling emotional, and I am fighting myself not to fall into depression. I just wish I could experience one day… totally pain free. Just one day.

Moon