They are a disaster to the wellbeing of someone with Fibromyalgia too!!
As a quick aside……who can remember when you bought jeans based on not only waist measurements but the width of the flares too? If I remember rightly 13 inches would be today’s skinny jeans. Or drainpipes as they were called in my neck of the woods.
Anyways……my pain woke me at 6.30 this morning and I find myself in a full-blown flare up *grumble, grizzle*.
It’s like dozens of knives stabbing and sawing at me. All my major areas – neck, hips, back – are tight as a drum and in addition, most other places but especially my hands and feet are ridiculously stabby painful 😦
Last time it got like this I ended up in hospital as it was way beyond my ability to cope. I might have to phone my gp and ask for synthetic morphine to prevent the ambulance ride of doom *sigh*
Or I might get lucky and fall asleep but the pain is preventing that so far.
So, today I am moving as little as possible, just trying to ride it out. It’s a shame coz its a lovely day out there today.
Repeat after me…..This too will pass……This will pass……Tomorrow will be a better day……