If you're brave enough to fly

This weekend was…interesting.

Mostly because of this weird random fibromyalgia flare.  I’m pointing the finger at the weather, which has turned pretty quickly.  The nights have gone from being around 20C to below 10C in what feels like only a couple of days.

I am feeling a little better, mostly thanks to a massage yesterday.  Having a masseuse who knows how to work with fibromyalgia and arthritis is pretty much essential to me.  In the past, I’ve seen a different masseuse and a chiropractor, neither of whom give me the relief that our current masseuse does.  She is awesome

Still, I’m not great today.  I’m hoping that I’ll get a bit more mobile in an hour or so, since I have some bits of housework and some errands to do.  I also killed myself vacuuming the house yesterday (and yes, don’t ask me why I was doing it in the first place) and had to stop and lie down about three times to stop from falling over.  This flare is feeling a bit like I did when I was first sick – even walking across the room is exhausting.  Unfortunately, I don’t get the option of doing nothing now, since I have a kid who needs me.  Thankfully, I do have a lot of help, though, so I’ll be fine.

Health aside, it was a good weekend.  The husband and I went shopping for our anniversary present, which I shall keep a sneaky secret until it arrives next weekend.  Suffice to say that I’m dead excited about it   I got a decent amount of sleep, thanks to the kid sleeping well.  And we watched the second episode of the new season of Doctor Who, which I think it shaping up to be an amazing season.

You will notice the lack of writing in there, of course.  I did get a little reading done – still working on The Shattered City, which has sucked me in massively.  I’m loving it even more than the first book (Power and Majesty) and I have a sneaky feeling that I’m going to be dying for the third book to come out.  Tansy, how do you put crack in your books???

Mirrored from Stephanie Gunn.