I’m in a bit of a funk today. My daughter and husband got to go to the water park without me because I over did it yesterday. So the “one event a day” doesn’t necessarily hold true. I’ve been doing too much lately and not resting enough. It shows.
I finally made it to my computer today and didn’t know I needed a laugh, but I did. Oh I got a good one. Checked my email and I got a message from someone on Patients Like Me so I popped over and answered and then started browsing the forums.I got the biggest chuckle.
If you have fibro, I encourage you to get on Patients Like Me, go over to the forums and then type in ”Living La Vida Fibro”. Beth has three installments on there and I was seriously doing the ROFLMAO thing. reading it I feel so much better.
Those of you that don’t have fibro? Oh well. No, I’m kidding, I’ll give you a taste. Not saying you’ll get it, but it’s funny:
One of the advantages of having Fibro is that no matter where I go, I can wear my pajamas. In fact, I live in them. Donning my soft and comfy cotton shirts and drawstring pants, I can do anything from sleeping and shopping (which, I recently learned, can be done at the same time) to medical appointments and dating (which, according to my grandmother, can also be done at the same time). All in my Fibro-tuxedo. Although, I should probably wash them at some point.
Since I can no longer remember the names of people and things, I have become an expert in describing them. Take the word “cat” for instance. That one escapes me on a daily basis. So in order to communicate with others I might simply say: Small and furry, tastes like chicken, meows. And voila! In fact, my entire life has become one endless game of charades. And who doesn’t like charades?
Fibromyalgia has also introduced me to the wonderful phrase “its for medical reasons”. Perfect in its simplicity and power, this statement can justify damn near anything. “You purchased a $2000 hot tub?” Its for medical reasons. “Are you seriously going to the Cowboys game in your pajamas?” Its for medical reasons.
“Beth, did you know there’s a goat in your backyard?”
His name is Giles and its for medical reasons.
Too funny. I’m in a much better mood. Still would like a body transplant as every muscle in my body refuses to calm down, but at least I can laugh!
