One of the real downfalls of fibromyalgia is poor sleep. I don’t know how many times I woke up last night. Once from dry eyes, two or three times from nightmares, and who knows how many times just to get more comfortable. It wasn’t rest, it was exhausting. So the downside, other than more pain, is fatigue. I took 3 naps today between 12 and 330. Obviously those weren’t all that restful either as it was less than three and a half hours I got out of it. In fact, as I sit here thinking what to put down, my eyes start to droop.
Some of the pitfalls of the fatigue is lack of concentration, I can look at a sentence, see the word go, and read inches. This isn’t an exageration. I am always rereading things trying to make some sense out of it. It’s frustrating to say the least since I love to read.
Another problem is I lack the stamina to do much around the house or in taking care of my dog. He is a very understanding little guy, especially because I have gotten a neighbor to start taking him on her long walks with her dog. But with me it is slow, easy, short and never far from the house.
Another is body weight. Because I don’t have the energy for exercise, or much of it, my body weight has skyrocketed. I was a size 4 when I got sick, now I am like a 20, maybe an 18. I am struggling now to bring that down. Walking as much as I can and being more mindful of what I eat. And if I can get my act together I have found a new exercise program that I hope I can do.
Headaches and muscle pains. What came first? Lack of sleep or the pain? I believe the pain, but it would be really hard to tell.
So what does a girl do? Well to tell the truth I have been doing this for 16 years, so it is my normal. Most of the time I smile and I mean it. Most of the time I pace myself and rest as necessary. And all of the time I put my reliance on Jehovah. But sometimes on days like today I just sleep and sleep and sleep waiting for one of the naps to catch me up.