All I did was go to the doctor. Only 700 more steps than a normal day. But when I say I'm exhausted? #fibromialgia
I mean my body got to the point where I couldn't make it from my front door to my bedroom. #Fibromyalgia
I was too spent to eat. To walk. To think. To understand and Rey to words. My nephew kept trying to tell me something & after he repeated it twice, I finally had to tell him I couldn't hear him but couldn't listen.
For five minutes I could only sit there, breathing.
Even tweeting is hard. Have to take breaks. I'm only doing this to let people know more about #fibro - it's different for everyone. But this is how it is for me.
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Friends, Romans, Country ass folks? This week all #myspoons threads will be cross-postedto @WeAreDisabled.
It's a cool project you can learn more about at weatedisabled.wordoress.com -a snapshot of @disabled people's lives & experiences, hosted for a week at a time by various disabled people.
I'm also going to be re-postimg some of my old cancer posts from tinustuff.com.
Damn if coffee doesn’t help me more than hurt. #myspoons
I wonder if getting out of the habit of drinking coffee was a daft choice as a #spoonie with multiple fatigue conditions.
Once my body let me get out of bed today, I figured, let me get coffee while I'm up. And wow.
It didn't fix everything (I’m definitely depressed and need a therapist) but damned if I'm not actually getting things done for the first time in 3 weeks.