Fibromyalgia Days!

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How do we cope with the daily trials of dealing with fibromyalgia? It is a very complex illness and very individual, as it's different for each of us. I've tried to manage mine as I have the other traumas in my life - we all have them don't we?
As a child, my 'escape' was to lose myself in nature, or in music and it still is to this day.  I feel complete when I'm outdoors - in the garden or walking, but I can't do what I used to do before the fibro', As a young mum, my doctor suggested I take up Yoga and I shall be ever grateful, as it was during these classes that I discovered the wonder and the peace of meditation. That was over forty years ago and it still serves me well. I also practice mindfulness, which helps me to fall asleep. Unfortunately, it doesn't help me stay there!
My day always begins slowly (with my impatient cat egging me on) and once dressed, I feed the garden birds. There are many and they are always waiting for me, with a beautiful song, or a raucous call, or just following me as I place the food around on the trays and in the feeders. It's a good start to my day and I feel blessed - I hope my legs will always carry me around my garden.
The rest of my day varies from day to day. Some days, I barely have the energy to move, on others I struggle with IBS (another post, I think-not a pleasant one!), pain is constant, but not the same. My skin is sore, burning, or itching and even the touch of clothing can feel unbearable to me. Fibromyalgia Fog can hit at any time and on those days, I can barely think or focus on anything - it's a strange disorientating feeling.
Please don't think that I'm feeling sorry for myself - I am not - I'm just explaining some of the symptoms of my illness, that many think is 'all in the mind'. There are many more.
On good days, I can walk, clean, sew and potter in the greenhouse and garden; on bad days, I can sew, read, craft, or just listen to music - oh, and meditate. I don't think I could have coped with my illness so well, if I hadn't got these things to see me through.
I am blessed 😊

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