Yesterday when an old friend, who's moved away from the area, stopped to see me as she passed through town, the dog raced for the outside when I opened the door. My husband, clearly not thinking, dived on all fours to grab the dog, throwing himself against my legs. I flipped over him backwards and took a hard fall. I'm fortunate I didn't break anything, my first fear, since my bone density levels have tested low for several years now. The blow, however, has set off both a bout of pain down one side from the fall, itself, as well as that tell-tale fibromyalgia burning throughout my body that a blow to the body can cause.
I guess I'm feeling overwelmed right now. The test down the throat last week has been difficult to come back from, leaving my tmj inflammmed, as well, and my system vulnerable to a cold that piggybacked in, knocking me flat, already.
Yes, I'm discouraged. When I go on overload...when too many things happen at one time, it gets hard to deal with it all.
I'm typing this standing up. I've had a tylenol but sitting is almost impossible.
I'll be back tomorrow.