I was planning to write yesterday but fibro fog had other ideas. Most of the time, fibro fog sneaks up on me gradually. But yesterday it was more like a tidal wave.
The morning started okay. Not a whole lot of energy, but I did get some laundry done. My husband has a half day of work on Wednesdays, so we usually plan errands and lunch out on Wednesday. Yesterday, we had planned to go shopping at BJ’s (warehouse club) and print up some pictures from the wedding at CVS, with lunch at Applebee’s in between.
We started off for CVS first. I even remembered the coupon I had for 10 free prints. I got about half way through working on the photos – cropping, etc – when I felt a bit dizzy. From then on, I was swamped by the fog. I hit a couple of things I didn’t want to, then really blew it. I wanted to go back and redo the picture I had been working on. Instead, I went back to the very beginning – I lost all the work I had already done!! That was depressing. My husband was willing to start all over again, but my concentration was gone. I told him it was almost 3:00 and we really should go eat instead. I’ll do the pictures some other time.
Lunch went well enough. The service could have been a little better, though, since there was only one other table filled in the restaurant. Of course, my earlier thought to get something lo-cal had washed out with the fibro fog. I needed comfort food. I opted for the Asiago chicken, with steamed veggies and mashed potatoes. It was kind of a compromise. Spuds for comfort, chicken for lean white meat.
Shopping at BJ’s always drains me. It’s such a big place. And those concrete floors. I did amaze myself and not pick up anything that wasn’t on my list. No coffee cakes, no brownies, no junk. It felt more like a tie than a win, though. My brain was right that I didn’t need the additional calories. But my spirits felt defeated – no sugar high.
By the time we got home and got everything put away, I was forcing myself to stay awake. Good old computer games for a while but even that didn’t keep my attention very well. I thought of taking my sleep medication on time and, foggy as I was, promptly forgot for an hour. So bedtime was pushed up by an hour – great.
I was up about 5:30 this morning – too early to be good. I sat at the computer, thinking I’d catch up on a few things, like this blog. My husband heated up a raisin bran muffin and it smelled so good, I decided to have one, too. Big mistake. Carbs in the morning shoot my blood sugar up and make me sleepy. So I was back to struggling to stay awake.
It’s been a struggle all day. My eyes don’t want to focus clearly and I’m silently thanking the ditzy typing teacher I had in high school, because I’m running on autopilot. There may still be a short nap in my future this afternoon. I managed to get all my parts of dinner ready and in the fridge. My husband will have the pleasure of making the burger patties from the ground bison (good stuff – low fat) and he’ll cook them on the grill. So as long as I’m up by the time he gets home from work, it will be okay.
Of course, the nap will have to wait until my son finishes mowing the lawn. He had to wait until now to do it. If he wasn’t, I’d be napping instead of writing – so I guess it works. Hopefully the fog will lift soon. Until it does, that sound you hear is me . . . Zzzzzzzzzzzzzz. . . . .