Today is a mild day weather wise. We are sitting on 20C with mild winds and no storm activity. I am sitting here wondering why I have no spoons and am lacking the energy even to have a shower.
Fibromyalgia is a mystery to me. Just as I think I have it worked out, a new or worsened flare springs me unawares, and I find myself unable to think clearly. Even my eyes have trouble focussing today, so pacing myself's not going to work.
There's much to do here as well because I have been in a flare for a few days now. I am even too tired and sore to follow any lists at all. Except Thursdays' List. All one does on Thursdays is rest. I think I will have to treat today as a Thursday. Which is the beauty of Lists: you can exchange days to accommodate how you feel....
There's a few things I must do today:
Cook a beef stew in the slow cookerRest
The first one is done and the second is a work in progress. I feel no false guilt anymore. It's the only way I can get over this flare. Otherwise tomorrow will be just like today where it's all too much.
For today, rest is my own prescription to get well. Besides, I can hear my bed: it's calling my name!
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