Saturday, February 22, 2020

Accident - Minor

Accident - Minor

Like other people with fibromyalgia I am in pain all the time. I really try hard not to complain every day but I hurt till I could cry every day. I still get up and go to work. This is my dream job. (Well aside from an astronaut. 😛)

Some how I hurt my foot. I don't know how. I am very careful of my feet. I step out of my recliner into my shoes. I step out of the shower into my shoes. It is actually funny because I never wore shoes as a teenager or young adult.

Anyway my foot felt like razor blades were under it for days. Of course I decided it was getting gangrene because it hurt so bad. I would have to get my foot cut off and wouldn't be able to walk or drive at all. (It is my left foot not the one I drive with.)

My daughter took this picture. There are only two little red marks about the size of two gum balls.  It really hurt though. I finally had to take a sick day at work. I hardly ever take sick days.

The only thing I can figure is the fibromyalgia multiplied the pain from the two little raw spots. Then the stress of being in pain for so many years now made me anxious.

My daughter is helping me clean it and dress it. I can't really see it myself so this is a huge help.  I need to remember that even the slightest accident will cause me to feel pain beyond what is reasonable though. I knew that but I suppose I forgot.


Wednesday, February 12, 2020



We moved again. This is the second time in 5 years. Of course my fibromyalgia flares befor, during, and after moving. I needed a house bad the first time. It was really a terrible house though. I told the landlord to tear it down to the ground. He laughed but I tried to tell him.

There are less stairs at the new house. Even though there were only three steps in and two steps from the livingroom to the kitchen at the old house those steps gave me pain. So less steps at the new house is good.

It is just so hard to explain to other people who don't have fibromyalgia. I sleep in a recliner due to my sleep apnea. The recliner sits differently at this house which makes me hurt. The floors have different pitches that make me hurt. Even the toilet being in a different position makes me hurt.

The lymph nodes in my arms ard the size of 50 cent pieces... I am trying every trick I know to function in my family and work but this is a pretty bad flare. Unfortunately I think the long term answer will be time for my body to adjust.

Till next time,

Thursday, January 2, 2020



It's funny the things you learn from having fibromyalgia.  As I have gotten sicker I have learned how to order things online. Since I can not just pick up and go shopping any more I had to come up with a strategy to get basic things that I need like toilet paper or ibuprofen or even shoes.

That was a learning curve for me. The funny part is that I have learned so much about cardboard. You wouldn't think there was much difference in cardboard. There is the solid kind like the back of a writing tablet or the covers on a notebook and then there was the cardboard from a box. Right?

Well yes and no. Cardboard from a box, corragated cardboard to be more exact, comes in different qualities for want of a better description. Let me explain, I started to have a need for something cheap and disposable for light cushioning for different activities in my life. I needed a little accomodation or modification to make things comfortable for me to continue to work and be independent. 

I could buy thin foam but it wasn't cheap. I could but thick foam but it was too thick and not cheap.  Both types of foam were prone to fall apart quickly and easily with a lot of use. Folded cloth could be cheap depending on where I sourced it but it wasn't very strong and not really disposable.  I have been thinking and trying different solutions for about a year.

In conversation with a friend she suggested cardboard. It was strong enough not to fall apart and diposable.  I certainly was throwing out boxes several times a month. It was free and free is for me. As well as I liked the whole reusing and recycling idea. I only have so much stuff to store in a box so this was a good second use for a box.

After a period of time using parts of boxes for cushioning I realized that a few of boxes were so much sturdier than the others.  I don't know if there is really a rating for corrugated boxes or not but I can now tell by touching the box if it is better quality. I then squirrel away that cardboard in the supply I use for cushioning.

I am sure I probably would have never noticed the difference except for complications from fibromyalgia though.

Till next time.