Oh, how I wish...

...those bad days wouldn't come again and again.

Mrs. Fibromyalgia is not a pleasant companion for the travel through life. We met some ten+ years ago and I've been stuck with her since. I've learned to control her somewhat and I try not to let her rule my life, but sometimes she's agressive and overpowering and today was one of those days. When I woke up it was obvious she was taking charge. She wouldn't let me go to work or do anything but stay in bed all day.

Thankfully I had been to the library earlier in the week so I had some books and magazines to take my mind of things... well, in between naps and eating painkillers... ugh! :o/