Having a hard day. I slept until 11 am, now it is almost 5 pm and I am still in my pajama's...I hate days like this. My joints feel "antsy", "achy", and my skin is sensitive. I don't feel comfortable in any position...makes me feel broken. My day is wasted. Nothing accomplished. Nothing feels reachable today. Taking a shower feels like my limit. Syringomyelia sucks. My days are either tolerable or completely intolerable. I always feel bad for my family on these days because everything falls to them...as if everything inside of me comes to a halt, paralyzed. Thankfully, my husband is patient and always seems to understand. He saves me.
Today's post is short, to the point. It's a bad day. Another one. If you deal with chronic pain then you can understand what I am dealing with. Days like this make me want to get the surgery over with, get through the hell of recovery, and pray that I have some relief.
Take care,
Monica
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