Good Days & Bad Days

Today, I have seen that the blessing of Fibromyalgia permeates every aspect of my life. Like most Fibromites I have my good days and my bad days.

I have discovered something VERY important, after battling this disease for over 20 years. I have learned that my "attitude" dictates how long and how intense my bad days last.

It is a very hard thing to reprogram a fog from total chaos into calm and peace. Sometimes down right impossible. But it can be done. And I do it. Every day. Of course some days I am more successful than other days.

I know now that socializing is vital to my self-esteem and that my self-esteem is vital to the pain I carry with me.

I do my best to NOT wake up in the morning with the thought "I wonder how bad I'll hurt today." I try to say a "Thank You." to the giver of all good things and spend at least five minutes listing the good that is surrounding me.

Perhaps it is remnants of a phone call the night before from my daughter with whom I laughed so hard I was still laughing and smiling hours later about it.

Perhaps it is the loving and doe-eyed look my precious Snuggles (my Sheltie) gives me the moment she knows I am awake. A good rubbing session and a visit to water the grass and joy has arrived.!

Perhaps it is a book I'm reading that is fun or exciting or teaching me something. I love to learn.

You get the idea!

When getting out of the chair is a larger challenge than climbing a mountain I tell myself I am most grateful there are no mountains around.

Most of my days are mentally good (after all FMS is physical) and on occasion they are fantastic. It's all a matter of mind. If you don't mind... It doesn't matter!

Have a truly good day.. everyone... not just you Fibromites!

As Time goes by...

Judy Mills

Spent the day getting my blood drawn, my head shaken up and wearing a collar "again" to treat my vertigo. Seems like the fall DID reactivate the V. But it's all good.

I got a wonderful, read this and weep ladies, a wonderful double chocola...te fudge cake with chocolate ice cream and a candle that plays " happy birthday to you" over and over and over (bet he'll never do that again!)

We had lunch together, and stayed together all the live long day. It was a wonderful day. My hubby is GREAT! Fantastic! Awesome! But please don't tell him I said so... he might just get the idea that I love him or something. (whispering, which I do!)

Celebrating the day of one's birth is more a celebration of one's life and I have to say, I've been pretty blessed. Actually I don't HAVE to say it... I simply want to. And I'm not just "pretty" blessed, but blessed in every way that counts!

I hope you all had a super fantastic day! Thank you for all of the calls, cards, and nice wishes. They mean a lot.

May the joy of agape fill your souls! (How's that for deep? giggle)See More

October 18 at 6:18pm ·