12,370 Days Alive
8 on the Pain Scale
1 Bag of Donations
I went through every article of clothing I own after work today. I have regrets in that I was already in pain before I began and now my body is screaming at me for my hubris.
Almost Anastasia
Category: Fibromyalgia
Fried Friday
12,369 Days Alive
7,754 Books to Read
1 Weary Me
Out of spoons; had a good time at a pub with my Darling Wife, Cutcake, and Tink.
Going to bed as I have to be at work by 7:30am.
Good night.
Exhausting Existence
12,368 Days Alive
7,745 Books to Read
7.5 On the Pain Scale
2 Episodes of Death in Paradise Watched
1 More Square Made
I’m having a really, really bad fatigue flare up. Flair up, flare up? The latter. Anyway. Brain fog, exhaustion, really short emotional fuse, and the like right now.
I feel like a bag of broken glass been dropped down a concrete stairwell.
Shattered.
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