MiMi, I could not even imagine having the energy to bathe even 1 dog. My future DIL has those skills--thank the Lord--and has even managed to bathe her cat--without getting scratched! She's a real peach.
Things on the farm are especially hectic with the weather going from freezing to thawing every time you blink. Every job takes twice as long. The darn woodstove is eating up wood so fast its hard to keep up. Our younger son is home for the holidays and helps DH with the firewood, but it is a never-ending battle.
Am I the only one who has refrigerators full of leftovers? We still have Christmas ham (despite the split pea soup, bean soup, and 2 dinners of just plain ham). I had to make turkey soup today because there was no place to put the rest of our New Year's turkey. Soups freeze, bless them. Sliced turkey and stuffing fit in baggies. Whole birds just suck up fridge space. At least the soup turned out great!
I love having DS's fiancee living next door, but they are apt to tell me around 4 p.m. that they're having dinner at their house. I never know how much to make. (Another reason for all the leftovers.) In all fairness, she spends most days helping on the farm and doesn't have the time or energy to cook supper. I just wish she'd let me know a day or two earlier. The other day, we defrosted steaks for everyone, and they decided to go out for dinner. Yes we grilled them all. (Guess what other leftovers we have in the fridges? So, I love them julienned then cooked with onions and mushrooms to serve over egg noodles. They're still in the fridge waiting for their turn.)
Sorry about the gripes. Guess the stress level is just up.
Hope everyone has a truly great New Year with lower pain levels and lots of energy.
Oh MiMi, I am so with you on those Christmas cards. We have a little town called Angelica 20 miles north of Wellsville. One day a year (right after Thanksgiving) they will hand postmark your cards with a special stamp. I would love to have the whole card list ready in time for this, but found that I can comfortably have the cards for our immediate family (brothers, sisters, nephews, etc.) by this date. Everyone else is lucky to receive their cards by the 24th.
This year we've been having major problems with our woodstove. Since it is our primary heating system, this is a big deal. We've had to resort to the small one in the living room. It needs feeding every hour or so all day and all night. It's like anything else. You never appreciate anything until it's gone. We really miss the outdoor stove that gets filled up every morning and every night.
It's 20 years since we put that stove in along with our baseboard hot water system. We really depended on that thing. Hopefully all the little glitches that have been going wrong with it the past year or two are all fixed now. Hopefully it will be responsive to the thermostat again and keep us cozy without running away with itself one day or freezing us out the next. DH and DS have been working on this every spare minute since the last of the corn was picked and stored in its crib.
Once again, we are thankful our farm is NOT in the snow belt. When Buffalo got as much as 6 feet last month, we got about 2 inches. So far, the most we've had on the ground was about 8 inches at a time. A little is nice. A lot is a nightmare.
I hope all of you can sit back, put your slippered feet on the coffeetable, and relax a little while you listen to some favorite Christmas music. Consider it therapy. It is. Really.
Sounds like we all got through this Thanksgiving Day with more or less good grace. We picked up #2 son last Saturday and will return him to his new supported apt. on Sunday. In between, I spent most of my time in bed. Yes, I did nightly dinners. Yes, I carted DS around town to visit his friends. But mostly, I read in bed.
Our turkey was 22 lbs. We ate 1/2 on T-day. Today I sliced off the rest of the good stuff for tomorrow night boiled up the carcass for stock, and made turkey soup (which was great!) for supper. I froze I gallon for a bad fibro day.
Going to go back to bed and my books now.
Hope you all have a great Saturday. Remember to patronize your local small businesses tomorrow. (NY State has named it Small Business Saturday. Officially!)
Fatigue is waking up (if I was lucky enough to get any sleep) tired. Fatigue is not having the energy to do the things you need to do or the things you want to do. Fatigue is having one of those rare good days and suddenly having every bit of energy drain away.
One day I snagged the very first handicapped space in front of Target. I got out of my car, walked across the roadway and up to the big, red doors. And couldn't go on. I just could not walk another step. Luckily, an employee noticed and brought me one of those motorized carts. I honestly didn't know whether to use it to do my shopping or return to the car. Yes, there was pain involved, but the really big thing was fatigue!
I loved teaching too--handicapped adults at the sheltered workshops and continuing day (psychiatric) treatment centers in both Allegany and Cattaraugus counties in NY.
Unfortunately, many of the rheumatologists don't want to mess with fibromyalgia. They really can help those with some nasty forms of arthritis. Of course, that makes them feel good. We are just a reminder of the fact that modern medicine still has its failures.
I love my Flexeril (generic is cyclobenazaprene). It can sometimes help a small, new ache from becoming a big new flareup.
Be thankful that your primary is interested in treating and helping you. Many of us here are still looking for someone to oversee our care. The specialty does not matter as much as the willingness to work with you and try different approaches until you find something that works. And then YOU will change and need some tweaking of the medications again. That's just the way fibro is.
I guess the moral of the story is: always check out any new and troubling symptom, but don't be surprised if "it's just your fibro!"
In the past 42 years I've "enjoyed":
difficulty adjusting to temperatures above 72 or below 68
metatarsal pain (ball of foot)
and much, much more.
As I said, ain't we got fun!
Sorry about all the pain and fatigue. Practice your patience. Do some meditation. Breathe deeply. Take warm baths. Visit the toolbox to your right. Whatever works for you. And, on your next doctor visit, ask for a Rx for "rescue medication." This is a medication you save for the very bad times and have on you at all times. You never know when you'll need it. Sometimes, just knowing that you have it, takes enough of the pressure off to make things bearable. But you have to save it for the really bad--level 8 pain--times.
But, if this were my grandchild, I would be so glad that there was such evident security in place to protect her. It is a pain for all of us honest, law-abiding people, but it protects us all from those who are not.
My SIL got me the nicest thing. It's a Totes brand tote bag that can zip into itself. All packed up it's about 5" X 6". Open, it can carry a week's worth of casual clothes (a bit less if you're going the heels and panty hose route). It's a lightweight navy synthetic with both carry handles and an adjustable shoulder strap. Because it's so floppy, it fits in almost any space from auto to airplane.
I have a slightly smaller one in black that I fill with everything I need at the pool or beach from towel to suit to sunblock to flip flops to hair care after the chlorine (shampoo, conditioner, comb, brush, small hair dryer). It's always packed and ready to go. It fits--fully packed--into the larger navy bag for a summer trip.
Semilly, does your job have short term disability coverage? This is a way (with just an Rx from your doctor) to give yourself a break from work and time to really focus on WHATEVER it takes to get your fibro under control.
I used my time for aquatic physical therapy. The therapist is in the warm water pool with you and helps you build up a suitable routine of stretches and/or exercises. After your course of therapy is over, you can hunt out a way to continue on your own at the Y or another site after work. During this same 6 weeks, I was getting trigger point injections every week. We played around with new meds, too, since all my medical appointments were midday with time to get over any new drug's "hangover" before I had to drive.
If you work for a large company, it may be worthwhile to meet with the company's nurse and/or doctor. Employers put a lot of money into finding and training staff. Good companies will work with you and help you find ways to make your job less physically demanding. (When I was a lab tech, it was as simple as getting an adjustable stool with a padded seat and back to replace the old, hard metal one.) Then the company will be able to keep you on your job. And remember, you are a valuable asset to your company.
I hope you have learned to let the housekeeping be something you do if and when you are up to it--not something that YOU have to do at all costs. If you dust, sweep, or vacuum today, the house will still be dirty tomorrow. If you do those chores on a flare day, the flare will still be there tomorrow. Cook double meals on good days, and freeze the rest. Dig out the crock pot. Throw in some carrots and scrubbed spuds under your meat, and you'll have the whole meal ready when you get home--just stir in some thickening for the gravy while you cut the meat.
You have to plan on the fact that there WILL be bad days. Do what you can comfortably do on the good ones. Rest as much as possible on the bad ones. (You'd be amazed how refreshed a 1 hour lie-down after work can make you.)
In other words, Semily, listen to your body. It knows what it can and cannot do. So must you.