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Each Day Already is a Challenge
A Texas Sunrise
 
A friend, William Taylor, took this picture. He visits Surfside Beach with his dogs almost every morning, watching the sun rise while the dogs prance about at the water's edge.
This is only about ten miles from where I lived in Lake Jackson, Texas. Sadly, I only visited this beach about four times in the six years I lived nearby.
Each day is a challenge. A challenge to get by without thinking about the fibromyalgia pains. A challenge to stay awake when chronic fatigure wants to take over. And a challenge to navigate through fibro fog.
I haven't been writing as much as in the past. For years, I wrote at least 500 words a day. Now, I'm lucky if I write 500 words in month. Sigh.
For more information about what my day (or life) is all about with fibromyalgia, chronic fatigue, chronic pains, IBS, depression and everything else thrown in, check this out:
January 28, 2007 at 8:27am January 28, 2007 at 8:27am
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I skipped entering anything yesterday. I've already been reminded of that by a few friends and inquisitioned by a few others.  Funny. For a while, my entries were rather sporatic. Then when I had a daily thing going, missing one day got folks' attention.
I spent much of yesterday sleeping. Tired and with an upset tummy. The first antibiotic had to be replaced, but even the second one makes me a bit ill. I guess that's my sensitivity to drugs and chemicals showing again.
Anyway, I didn't fight my body when it just wanted to sleep. I feel like I could sleep right now, and probably will do the nap thing after church today.
I picked up my son from work this morning around 7 a.m. He asked me to stop at Kroger's and Walgreen's, which I did. We've only been home for a short while - long enough for me to get logged on here and to check my email.
Outside my kitchen window, the one I love because it's right beside my computer, the weather has had a big change. (And the ones the cats love because it's a big bay window where they can sit and watch the world.)
It was not snowing when I picked up my son, nor when we got back to the house.
But it is snowing now - LOTS! In fact, if it keeps up like this, we could have 2 inches by the time we're supposed to be leaving for church.
It's pretty, I do have to admit that. The flakes are the big, fluffy ones. And our kitty - who is young enough that she's not familiar with snow - is watching it come down and actually trying to reach out and touch it through the window. Cute.
I wonder if I should wake hubby and suggest that we attend the earlier service. Maybe I should turn on the TV and see what the weather people think is going to happen today. If I recall correctly, they told us on the news last night that we were in for another snow dusting.
Maybe we should request a definition of snow dusting...
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