I love that word. Puzzles. Things that don’t go together. Things that don’t make sense. Logical ideas that evade resolution. It’s the story of life with fibromyalgia.
I woke up in the midst of a conundrum this morning.
Last night I had gone to be early. It had been a fairly good day as fibromyalgia goes – low pain level in spite of changing weather, clear enough brain to get necessary errands done and do some writing in the evening. My sleep medication had actually kicked in quicker than usual. By 10:30 PM I was ready for sleep.
This morning was a different story. I first woke about 4:30 AM. That lasted about 10 seconds – long enough for me to open my eyes and look at the clock.
“Whoa, way too early. Not getting up now.”
But I should have, because at least my body felt good then. Did I listen to myself? Nope – I closed the eyes and went back to sleep in a personal record of 2 seconds.
My next wake up came at 5:45 AM. OK, it’s quarter to 6. I now hurt. I can’t move my neck. And worst of all, I’m tired. You read that right, tired. Sleepy. Dragging.
Say what? I got more rest and feel worse? Yep!
That’s one of the conundrums of fibromyalgia. There is too much of a good thing. Right now it’s 6:45 AM. My brain seems to be functioning, but that’s about all. My body is stiff. I can’t turn my head due to the stiffness and pain in my neck. My eyes want to close; the lids keep fluttering down as I try to type. My hands ache.
A corollary of conundrum #1 is that if too much of a good thing is bad, more of that same good thing may be a good thing. I have just taken my morning medications. I can’t eat anything yet to allow the meds time to be absorbed. So I am going to go back to bed.
I will, in all likelihood, feel better after a nap. Go figure!