If I don't have a time-frame to follow...I don't follow any time at all! I have been reading blogs...feeding chickens...taking kids to school...watching christian morning shows...oh, and I did get my shower in, thank goodness...and a load of laundry started, that's a start...but other than that...this girl is moving in slow-motion. I think it might have something to do with my fibromyalgia flare-up. I am in full-blown flare...and it hurts. I think it started with not getting enough sleep at retreat. 8 hours in two days is not even close to enough. I'm more like 8 hours, at least, a night. I need my sleep. I like my sleep. A lot. So...I just have to allow myself to move slow. To take it easy. To take my time and not stress on myself. Because when I'm in pain like this my whole body behaves differently. My arms don't work as well...my legs are heavier...my shoulders and neck are just so tight and hurt the most. This often leads to a headache...many times, a migraine. If it gets bad enough, the pain then radiates down my arms...into my hands...and then feels a bit numb. SO weird. And annoying. A fibro flare also makes my mind foggy. Someone called it "fibro fog"...which is fitting. It's like I can't think straight...and things take a moment to register. I think things are more overwhelming when I'm in a fibro fog, too. It's just difficult to organize thoughts. Anyway...all that to say, I'm late. For what? Nothing in particular...just late at getting a start to my day. I'm headed to the shop today to do some paperwork and take lunch to my hubby. I'll stay there until it's almost time to get Ian from school, leaving myself enough time to stop and pick up some more milk. Then...home again. I have big plans tonight...I'm making pinto beans for my Papa. He requested that I make him some....for some reason he's determined that he likes my recipe...which is Noni's recipe...which is the same recipe all of us girls follow. But the last time he had them, I did cook them. But Noni was still alive, sitting in her chair with the lift, coaching me from across the room how to make them the right way. I hope I remember exactly how she said to do it! I suppose Papa will let me know!
Thursday, October 15, 2009
As usual...
...I'm off to a late start. If I don't have a time-frame to follow...I don't follow any time at all! I have been reading blogs...feeding chickens...taking kids to school...watching christian morning shows...oh, and I did get my shower in, thank goodness...and a load of laundry started, that's a start...but other than that...this girl is moving in slow-motion. I think it might have something to do with my fibromyalgia flare-up. I am in full-blown flare...and it hurts. I think it started with not getting enough sleep at retreat. 8 hours in two days is not even close to enough. I'm more like 8 hours, at least, a night. I need my sleep. I like my sleep. A lot. So...I just have to allow myself to move slow. To take it easy. To take my time and not stress on myself. Because when I'm in pain like this my whole body behaves differently. My arms don't work as well...my legs are heavier...my shoulders and neck are just so tight and hurt the most. This often leads to a headache...many times, a migraine. If it gets bad enough, the pain then radiates down my arms...into my hands...and then feels a bit numb. SO weird. And annoying. A fibro flare also makes my mind foggy. Someone called it "fibro fog"...which is fitting. It's like I can't think straight...and things take a moment to register. I think things are more overwhelming when I'm in a fibro fog, too. It's just difficult to organize thoughts. Anyway...all that to say, I'm late. For what? Nothing in particular...just late at getting a start to my day. I'm headed to the shop today to do some paperwork and take lunch to my hubby. I'll stay there until it's almost time to get Ian from school, leaving myself enough time to stop and pick up some more milk. Then...home again. I have big plans tonight...I'm making pinto beans for my Papa. He requested that I make him some....for some reason he's determined that he likes my recipe...which is Noni's recipe...which is the same recipe all of us girls follow. But the last time he had them, I did cook them. But Noni was still alive, sitting in her chair with the lift, coaching me from across the room how to make them the right way. I hope I remember exactly how she said to do it! I suppose Papa will let me know!
If I don't have a time-frame to follow...I don't follow any time at all! I have been reading blogs...feeding chickens...taking kids to school...watching christian morning shows...oh, and I did get my shower in, thank goodness...and a load of laundry started, that's a start...but other than that...this girl is moving in slow-motion. I think it might have something to do with my fibromyalgia flare-up. I am in full-blown flare...and it hurts. I think it started with not getting enough sleep at retreat. 8 hours in two days is not even close to enough. I'm more like 8 hours, at least, a night. I need my sleep. I like my sleep. A lot. So...I just have to allow myself to move slow. To take it easy. To take my time and not stress on myself. Because when I'm in pain like this my whole body behaves differently. My arms don't work as well...my legs are heavier...my shoulders and neck are just so tight and hurt the most. This often leads to a headache...many times, a migraine. If it gets bad enough, the pain then radiates down my arms...into my hands...and then feels a bit numb. SO weird. And annoying. A fibro flare also makes my mind foggy. Someone called it "fibro fog"...which is fitting. It's like I can't think straight...and things take a moment to register. I think things are more overwhelming when I'm in a fibro fog, too. It's just difficult to organize thoughts. Anyway...all that to say, I'm late. For what? Nothing in particular...just late at getting a start to my day. I'm headed to the shop today to do some paperwork and take lunch to my hubby. I'll stay there until it's almost time to get Ian from school, leaving myself enough time to stop and pick up some more milk. Then...home again. I have big plans tonight...I'm making pinto beans for my Papa. He requested that I make him some....for some reason he's determined that he likes my recipe...which is Noni's recipe...which is the same recipe all of us girls follow. But the last time he had them, I did cook them. But Noni was still alive, sitting in her chair with the lift, coaching me from across the room how to make them the right way. I hope I remember exactly how she said to do it! I suppose Papa will let me know!
Subscribe to:
Post Comments (Atom)
7 comments:
take you time.
yes, SLEEP! is so important : )
Ah, nothing like beans with your Papa. I wish I could have some with mine. Have a great evening!
Love!
Sounds like Papa is the official taste tester!
Go to bed early tonight. You need your rest.
Now, I'm writing you this comment after just shooting off an e-mail...
So sorry to hear that times are a little rough right now. I'm praying for a speedy recovery, abundant rest, and Papa-perfect pinto beans. I love that you have that memory of your Noni showing you how to make them.
Now, get off the computer and go to bed!
I hope you are able to rest and recover soon. Papa is fortunate to have you bring a little bit of Noni back to the kitchen.
Rest, my dear. And sleep beautiful, heavenly sleep, a wonderful thing until you don't get enough of it.
Hope you are feeling better soon, taking it slow is good advice for anyone, but especially when your health depends on it.
saying a little prayer....
Feel better love! I am moving slow this week too. Flip flopping shifts plus.. I swear the sun hasn't been out for TWO WEEKS. Cloudy, rain and 34 degrees here again. Not so good for my mojo. On that thought..I am getting another cup of coffee. Hope you are resting and I am sending soothing thoughts for all your aches.
Post a Comment