Yesterday was a travel day again. After the emotional upheaval my husband and I had the night before – both of us fried to a crisp because of the “antics” of my in-laws – I was a bit under the fibro weather. That is, my fibromyalgia was flaring up a bit. The fatigue was high in spite of an excellent night’s sleep. There was pain in my right shoulder and neck, which later in the day threatened to spread all along the right side of my body. Some of it was from riding in the car so much, but most of it was due to the stress. After all these years, I’ve learned to sort out pain and fatigue from physical sources (overdoing it) from pain and fatigue due to mental and emotional stress. I even looked tired – those dark circles under my eyes impossible to hide (I didn’t bring any make-up with me.)
But emotionally and mentally my husband and I felt better today, having hashed out our differences and shared our common frustrations. As usual, we had more similarities than differences, but since we were both feeling pretty stressed about them, we hit the boiling point a bit quicker than usual. It’s like putting 2 flames under a pot of water instead of one – that water will get hotter faster!
Apparently Mom and Dad had talked about and taken to heart some of our frustrations as well. The drive from Bristol, TN to Nashville, TN made me think we had 2 new passengers. I was a bit sleepy during the first part of the ride along I 81 and I 40. Mostly the scenery was rolling hills with what passes for mountains on the east coast in the distance. We made 2 stops at Rest Areas along the route and found them to be clean, friendly and pleasant.
We ate lunch at a Cracker Barrel in Cookeville, TN. We had a short wait, maybe 15 minutes, and Mom was being stubborn about not sitting down somewhere until we were called. At first, I felt myself starting to stress, but my husband pointed out that if she wanted to be stubborn and inflict more pain on herself than necessary, that was her prerogative. He was right. So I went over to the other side of the country store and looked around while I waited. I preferred to be away from the candy and other treats. Food and service were very good.
We arrived at the Embassy Suites Hotel in Nashville about 2:45 PM. It is a lovely, 9 story building with a central atrium, a couple of parrots in the lobby and all suites. One of our rooms was ready, so we checked Mom and Dad in and got them settled into their room while we waited for our room. Oops – suite. There’s a bedroom and a living room/kitchenette (sofa, chair, TV, dining table, sink, microwave oven, small fridge and coffee maker.
Mom and Dad admitted they feel like they’re being spoiled. We went to the Manager’s Reception last night – adult beverages and snacks. We spent over an hour just talking. It was very pleasant. It’s amazing how much Mom relaxes and enjoys herself after a glass of wine! And there I was drinking diet Coke. Have to be as careful as possible about eating, even on vacation. Yeah, right! I had some nachos, too – probably too many. But I didn’t have the popcorn, pretzels, deep fried broccoli & cheese bites or anything else and the nachos were plain. So I can maintain my pretense of superiority in the weight maintenance area.
The only problem I have right now is that I didn’t sleep well last night. Not because of the stress or anything. It was the bed – or more correctly the mattress pad. I know people who buy for hotels think people like all that plush, pillow-top kind of stuff and that’s what this mattress pad has. But my body, with its fibromyalgia, prefers firm; up to now that’s what the hotels have had. I hate being like the princess in that old fairy tale “The Princess and the Pea” (I’ve written about that before). I can’t deny it, however – my body prefers firm. So I’m a bit sleepy and sore this morning.
I better try to get past it fast, though, since today we’ll be going to the Country Music Hall of Fame and then eat and go around some of the honky-tonks. If I can keep the pain at bay, the exercise may help me sleep tonight. I think I might also stop at the front desk and see if they have plain mattress pads they can replace the puffy one with. That would be the best thing I could do for myself if that were possible.
It’s nice to be actually looking forward to the day, now that we have 2 more cooperative, positive fellow travelers. I let you know if that holds up for the day. It may take a couple more glasses of wine!