The doctor put me on a new pain med yesterday. I'm not sure, if it's what's causing the fatigue, or if it's my fibromyalgia. I just know I'm having a horrible time staying awake and I hurt all over. My arms in particular are very sore. I'm pretty sure it's the fibro with them. That, and I overworked them painting this morning.
If I paint tomorrow, I should be finished with all the larger pieces of furniture, and I'll only have the last table top, the headboard and footboard as well as the doors for 2 of the larger pieces of furniture left to paint with the oil based paint and then the doors with the latex paint. I'm glad I'm seeing the light at the end of the tunnel, and I'm even more thankful it's not a train.
Medically, I feel like it is the train at the end of the tunnel, though. I'm a bit frustrated that the surgery I had at the beginning of August didn't do what we were hoping it would and in fact appears to have made things worse. Unfortunately, I'm afraid it may mean more surgery, and I really don't want that. It would be a more serious surgery, and I'd be laid up for several weeks. I'm really hoping we can figure out an alternative to surgery. I'll be seeing my doctor again next week. Hopefully, I'll get some answers.
I'm exhausted tonight, so I think I'm going to go to bed as soon as the girls go to bed tonight. My body is obviously telling me it needs rest, so I am going to listen. It's a little past 3:00 in the afternoon as I write this. I would be surprised, if I'm up past 5:00. It's days like today I appreciate that the girls go to bed so early during the school year.
I'm hoping I can get caught up on things tomorrow.
I'll be back then.
Compulsive hoarding is a mental disorder that is just beginning to be understood. As a hoarder, I have acquired things over the years with a specific purpose in mind at the time of the acquisition, used some of those items for their intended purposes, forgotten the goal for different objects, but now that I find that they have outlived their purpose in my life I am struggling to rid myself of those same things.
You can read the start of my journey here.