I am tucked in upstairs at 4 pm (the truth is that I haven’t even gotten up today) and the music is playing downstairs. My sweetheart is being his wonderful self, puttering around “his” kitchen and making some dinner. 340 more words
Phew! What a week I’ve had.
I apologise here and now that this post is not specifically about Fibromyalgia and my experiences of it. I am at a point where the Fibromyalgia has merged with other aspects of my health and wellbeing to such an extent that I am no longer able to distinguish between my symptoms and experience of Fibro, and those associated with other conditions. 621 more words