Today I didn’t take a nap. Lately, the days I don’t nap are so few and far between it’s worth marking. Yesterday we had an errand to run that required my presence. Walking in, waiting 5 minutes at most, sitting through the appt., walking out, and coming home took a total of about 2 hours. [...]
Posts Tagged ‘fog’
it wasn’t me
Posted in fatigue, tagged fog, martian death flu, pain on March 12, 2008 | Leave a Comment »
with a whimper
Posted in fatigue, fog, tagged arthritis, fatigue, fog, martian death flu, pain on March 11, 2008 | Leave a Comment »
This has been an extremely difficult few days. The illness itself seems to have mostly run its course, but it has left me feeling like a wet rag. I can’t focus, can’t sit upright for longer than an hour or two, and I am sleeping an inordinate amount. My hands, feet and upper spine are [...]
the white rabbit…
Posted in arthritis, doctors, fatigue, tagged daily grind, doctors, fatigue, fibro, fog, pain on February 26, 2008 | Leave a Comment »
I’m late, again, but I’m not nearly so excitable about it as the White Rabbit was.
I’ve been having more and more difficulty concentrating lately. Part of it was the extreme levels of clutter in the house, part of it was the higher levels of fatigue. I haven’t done much today. The last few days even [...]
not with a bang but a whimper
Posted in fibro, tagged cold, cure, fatigue, fog, physical therapy, sensitivity on February 21, 2008 | Leave a Comment »
Today has been interesting. I woke up energized and cheerful, got my daughter off to school on time, did a little work, got my son off to school on time, and crashed. I tried to go back to work and was so exhausted I couldn’t see the computer monitor clearly. I kept listing to the [...]
it’s a day
Posted in daily life, fatigue, fibro, tagged daily grind, fatigue, fibro, flare, fog on February 18, 2008 | Leave a Comment »
My tags are alliterative today.
I slept reasonably well last night, though the last 3 or 4 of hours were difficult. Every hour or so, I kept waking up and having to sit up and stretch out my muscles before I could go back to sleep again. Thankfully, I could go back to sleep.
Sleep is a [...]
it’s the little things
Posted in fatigue, fog, stiffness, tagged daily grind, fatigue, fog, stiffness on February 16, 2008 | Leave a Comment »
We’ve been shopping for a desk chair for me for several days. Three or four days in a row, we went out after dinner and either couldn’t find one that worked or the store was closed. One of those days we parked a little too far out, only to find the store had just [...]
you lucky things
Posted in daily life, fog, tagged daily grind, family, fibro, fog on February 16, 2008 | Leave a Comment »
Aren’t you pleased? This one is going to be short.
I had the stupid all day. The fog was thick enough to cut, but I wouldn’t have trusted myself with a knife. A client called and asked me for a time estimate on a project and I couldn’t answer the question. I had to apologize and [...]
rollin’ rollin’ rollin’, rawhide
Posted in fatigue, fog, tagged daily grind, family, fog, paranoia, stupid on February 14, 2008 | Leave a Comment »
Definitely still feeling the fallout from the furniture moving. I woke at 10ish because my husband had the day off and got our daughter out the door on his lonesome. We split the work for the small fry.
Despite my late start, I couldn’t think for a couple of hours, at least. Unfortunately, a [...]
it’s all about the pretense
Posted in daily life, lessons, tagged daily grind, fibro, fog, lessons, migraine on February 12, 2008 | Leave a Comment »
To start with, we’re pretending that I posted this last night. I even changed the timestamp. Oh, the power.
I moved furniture on Tuesday evening. I couldn’t stand it anymore. Rather than starting logically, by putting away the laundry and picking up the toys and books, because logical means that nothing gets done. Ever. I just [...]
right on the tip of my tongue
Posted in fog, tagged fog on February 10, 2008 | Leave a Comment »
I had something interesting I was going to post, but it’s gone. I made myself wait until I had some work accomplished, which has been tough going today. I’ll try to figure out something interesting for tomorrow–and try to remember to make a note of it so I don’t forget when it’s time to post [...]
mapping the grind
pebbles and sand
all the little pebbles
grinding away
