Not the best day…

I have been in a great deal of pain today, feeling very sad, fatigued, down and listless. A combination of my fibromyalgia and the weather, I think.

I have sad days regularly but today was the worst I have had for a long time. I cried a couple of times and just felt very low. 

By 12.30pm, decided to take myself back to bed, take some meds and hope for some sleep and less pain.

I napped for nearly three hours - fibromyalgia naps are longer as fellow sufferers will understand! 

I texted back and forth with one of my best friends this morning. He is currently in hospital and is hopefully getting home soon. I had planned to visit him last Friday but I was in too much pain and felt really awful about letting him down but he was very understanding.

He has been a very loyal friend to me for eight years, through his own ill health and mine and I treasure him. Loyal friends are hard to come by! He texts me every day to check in on me and I do the same with him.

Today’s photo is Chilli Con Carne with rice which is what I made for dinner tonight.

Unfortunately, I had no rice in so had to make do with microwaveable rice which was okay but I would have preferred “real” rice. It was slightly too spicy, next time I will make it a bit milder as I’m not a fan of spicy food. 

Hopefully it won’t flare up my IBS which I suffer from as part of my fibro but I was in a bit of a sod it mood and felt cold so thought this would warm me up on a dreich day.

I do eat meat but very little red meat - I prefer chicken, turkey, sausages and bacon. I’m not as keen on bacon as I used to be, maybe my tastebuds are changing as I get older!

I took some time to catch up with Blip comments after I woke up from my nap.

I didn’t manage to read any of my novel today due to the pain and fatigue - hopefully I will tomorrow.

I hope you all have had a happy Tuesday!

Below is a poem I wrote last July. I hope you enjoy it. I need to get back into writing more poetry. I have loads of notebooks of ideas:


Reflections

03/07/2020


Right back at you
Trading insults 
Venom drips from a clueless, 
poisoned mind
all at once envious and unkind.
This time, I sought eyes that glisten, 
sparkle and shine bright.

You’ll be my mirror as the velvet voices might have promised.
A soft stroke in the dark of night,
caressing not critical.
The past
reflected back at me in painful
arrows and sore spots
melts away.
Nothing really matters.

No thoughts of cycling
and sleep no longer like a beautiful stranger
comes like a release.

Goodnight! :)