Woke up in pure crisis mode. Pain is a 10, Fibromyalgia is a 10. I have no idea how I’m going to get through the day. This needs to ease up, or this day is going to be impossible.
Thankfully I passed out from the pain at about 2:00. I ended up being out of it for about an hour, so that killed some time for me. I’m grateful for that. That’s one way to get through the day. I’m realizing now that I’m dehydrated and I haven’t been able to eat anything today. I don’t know how I’ll be able to cook something for myself.
Managed to cook dinner, and it burned my energy budget for the day. That’s it. That’s all I could manage for the day – to cook the one meal I ate for the day. This will soon drop off really hard and leave me for a ridiculously difficult evening. I can’t wait! I don’t know how I’m going to get through it. I feel like I’m being forced to run 4 marathons today.