Fibromyalgia can be a real downer but I have discovered a benefit. My wallet has been fuller since I'm no longer a mall rat. Don't misunderstand - I still adore shopping and I really, really hate to say this but... I'm too damn tired to get out of bed. I miss the stores, the browsing, the smell of Visa in the morning.
Today, however, I had the energy to shop til I dropped. I power walked through that mall, I was retail royalty. I considered taking the stairs instead of the esculator. However, I decided that I must pace myself and save energy for my ensuing errands.
I blew through my to-do list like no one's business. Even my debit card was exhausted. I picked up my daughter from school and promptly embodied the 'drop' part of the cliched shopping mantra.
As I laid on the bed, the familiar pain began, sparing no muscle, tendon or joint. My back ached, my legs hurt and my ribs felt bruised. I expected this onslaught of pain after my burst of activity, but all the same, I hoped it wouldn't come calling.
Some days, I take my pain meds and they don't work. When I'm really desperate, I take Lyrica. I don't find that it gives me much relief but it's the strongest analgesic I have in the house at present. I don't do alcohol. The Lyrica swells me up to beluga-size proportions. Plus, it makes me feel very loopy and it still hasn't banished the pain. My gut hurts and it's paired with a hotline of pain down my left leg. I have to wait until Monday to see my doctor and plead for something stronger to kill the pain.
I had planned on a lovely evening walk with my husband and the Diva but I don't have the energy. I know, it's just a walk -there's always tomorrow. However, the reality of fibro is its unpredictability. It's likely that it may strike again and keep me couch-bound. Ya just never know. I haven't learned to accept limitations. I ran errands today which is something I haven't done in weeks, and I want more. I want to feel normal and join the folk strolling along on a warm spring evening. Sigh. Ho hum.
I paid twice today - once for merchandise and again for my activity. With fibro, sometimes you drop before you shop.