How time flies when you’re having headaches! I hadn’t realized it was 6 days since I’d posted. Shame on me!
Of course, that got me thinking about why it had been that long. I realized it was due to a number of different headaches.
First, of course, was the headache that came with the fibro flare-up. It was the kind of headache that actually starts in the low back, works its way all the way up to the shoulders, inches up the neck and finally hits the head. It moves from the base of the skull and spreads its way forward over the top of the head and into the forehead. It isn’t a throbbing headache or severe pain, though it’s bad enough. But it’s there! It makes it difficult to think – and then you take medication that can make it even harder to think. It also seems to make my eyes tire very quickly.
So imagine an overweight, tired woman in pain with a Thermacare wrap on her low back and another at the shoulders, taking medication and sitting down at the computer to try to write. But she can’t write because her eyes won’t focus well and her brain is in neutral. That’s me, at least for 2 or 3 of the past 6 days.
What other kind of headaches have I had? Hmmm – I have to admit there were quite a few, but that’s not surprising. After the physical headache hits, everything has the potential to become a headache.
Second, I guess, would be the computer headache. We occasionally have times when the computer won’t stay connected to the internet. The surfboard modem just goes out. Sometimes it comes back right away, sometimes you have to play games – unplugging it and replugging it, a few times lately it stays off for hours. So, do we need a new surfboard? Not a helpful question when your brain isn’t firing on all cylinders. Since we have our internet through Charter Cable, my husband was kind enough to call the cable company on his lunch hour the other day. I was in no shape to deal with a computerized person trying to assess the problem. Since none of the pre-packaged suggestions worked (we knew they wouldn’t), my husband finally got to speak with a human being, who scheduled a service call. It took over a half hour to get to that point.
The amazing thing was the service call was for later that afternoon! I can’t remember ever having a service call the same day I called with a problem with anything – except maybe the time the hot water heater popped a huge leak and the plumber came that same day. Anyway, I sat here in lovely MA waiting for the call that would let me know when to expect the technician. When the phone rang and caller ID displayed Nebraska, I figured it was just wrong number or something – wrong is right. I was wrong (I’ll use my fibro headache as an excuse for being wrong). It was an automated call telling me (at 3:20 PM) that the tech would arrive between 3 PM and 4 PM. 10 minutes later he was at my door.
Of course, right then my modem was working and I was able to connect to the internet. Doesn’t that figure? It’s like telling the auto mechanic about the noise your car is making. Then you take it in and he can’t get it to make the same noise. The tech checked out the modem – it was fine. He checked out the computer and found me some great free software to clean out the adware and such. Then he went out to the exterior and discovered that the original installation had not been . . . by the book, shall we say. The installer had left a large coil of cable attached to the house, instead of taking the time to cut it to size. That allowed moisture to seep in, which explains why the problem seemed worse when it’s humid. At least that was the theory. He couldn’t really say for sure if that was the problem. But since he corrected it, we haven’t had any problems. So here’s hoping he was right. I don’t need any other computer headaches for a while.
Another thing I thought was going to be a big headache didn’t turn out to be one at all. My cousin, who currently lives in the Atlanta, GA area, came up to MA to visit his mom. He invited my husband and me to join them for lunch. I like my cousin and his mom, so we agreed. But I wasn’t thrilled with the dining locale – a fried clam restaurant. I have no will power when I fighting a fibro flare and I love fried clams. I knew my weight loss program would go out the window in a heartbeat – and it did. But at least the food was really good, even if it wasn’t good for me.
Before and after we ate, we visited at his mom’s apartment. She has a lovely 3 room in-law apartment in the basement of her older son’s house. Before we ate, we looked at old family photos. She gave me several albums to borrow to scan the photos into my computer – her father was my grandfather’s brother and she had some old photos of the two of them as well as of herself and her children when they were young. It is a great addition to my family history work. In fact, based on info she gave me, I discovered a cousin living in Utah who is also tracking family history. Amazing! After we got back from dinner, we sat outside the apartment – poolside. She put the pool in but her son’s family uses it. In fact, the family was all there and everyone except the older son’s wife came over to say hello. She just drifted in the pool on her inflatable raft . . . staring but too “whatever” to come say hello. Nice girl!
There were some smaller headaches, too, but fibro fog has gratefully erased them from my consciousness. Since I can feel the muscles in my shoulders starting to complain ever so slightly about sitting here typing, I’d better stop here and move around a bit. That is one way I’ve found to avoid the headaches and other pains of fibromyalgia – listen carefully to my body and change position or move when it isn’t happy. I don’t really need another headache right now, so I think I’ll listen.