That’s the primary thing you have to learn about fibromyalgia. There always seems to be two sides to everything. You have lots of energy for a day – and none for the next three. You accomplish some physical task you didn’t think you would – and have increased physical problems for several. You almost come to rely on that rhythm of up and down – like a boat cresting waves on a ocean voyage or a roller coaster gone out of control. You wish you could have a say in the degree of change – in physics terms, the frequency and amplitude of the waves. Too frequent and too high – severe flare-up. Infrequent and low – you think you’re cured.
When I woke this morning, after 8.5 hours of unbroken, restful sleep, the first thing I noted was that I had energy. Not run a marathon energy, but definitely better than the past few days. And my brain was functioning again. Not that I was in a full-blown fog this week, but the past couple of days it had been difficult to focus on anything for very long. That was the good news.
Then I tried to move to get up. Ow! My body was very, very stiff and I was thinking that maybe my neighbor had made a wrong turn and driven his truck through our bedroom while I was sleeping. My neck was fine for a change, but the rest of me felt like it had run that marathon. Even my feet hurt, courtesy of the new pair of walking shoes (same as the old ones, just new) that I started using on Monday. I spent 20 minutes stretching my legs and feet before I felt they would hold me up when I got out of bed. I have been stretching various muscles ever since. It’s amazing that several days of relative inactivity can make you feel as bad as several days of intense activity. That’s the bad news.
But really, it not news to me after over 40 years of learning about it. It’s not even new.
So how to use this day with good mental energy and a stiff and sore body? Hmmm – I could finish those ornaments for the church (no, they’re still not done!) or finish reading my novel (as long as I don’t read for too long at one time). I could try to weed a patch of the flower bed I hope to reseed with perennials (just kidding to see if you were paying attention).
I think I’ll start by getting out the gardening reference book (if I can lift it) to check on a couple of things. I’m concerned about my dogwood tree that did not bloom this year (it did leaf out). Due to the dry summer, it’s already starting to change color. I can’t seem to figure out what it needs. I also want to look up some lawn care items. I have anthills all over the back yard (as do neighbors) but I want to get rid of mine without using something that will kill the birds I feed all year round. Need to kill the crabgrass, too. I want to check out the best time of year to work on that. I get to be the brains of the operation and my husband, who gets all the physical work in the yard, gets to be the brawn. Sometimes I wish I could be both – at least as far as yard work is concerned.
I think I’ll go sit in the sun for a while. It’s one of those great early falls days, sunny, dry, with just a touch of summer left in the sun. Maybe the heat from the sunshine will get my muscles working. I’ll just hobble back to the bedroom and get changed first. The neighbors frown on sunning in your “jammies.”