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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:
December 30, 2006 at 5:04pm December 30, 2006 at 5:04pm
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I've always been quite a talker. And ever since I could write, I've been doing that almost as much as the talking. 
So? Right now I can't do much talking. I have a horrible sore throat (more about that later). And talking is pretty much out of the question, since it hurts soooooooooo bad. What I wonder is this. Is the fact that I can't talk affecting whether or not I can write as well? I haven't had much of a desire to write ever since I had to stop using my voice. Hmmm. Or is it just all the drugs I'm taking that makes me not want to write? Good question.
Anyway, in my last post I said that I was barfing. Boy did I. Eight times in eight hours. I had a sore throat before all that started, and bringing up all that stomach acid just made my throat raw. Or so I figured.
Yesterday about 1 p.m. I lost my voice. And the pain in my throat increased bunches. I tried getting in to see my doctor - or any doctor in her group - but they were busy. So last night after hubby got home from work, he took me to the emergency room.
Turns out it's not bacterial. That can be good or bad, depending on how you look at things. If it had been bacterial, I could have taken antibiotics and gotten rid of the sore throat. Since it's viral, they can only treat the symptoms. So I'm taking a killer pain pill to get rid of the throat pain. Gargling salt water. And using throat spray. It still hurts like crazy, but my voice is gradually coming back. I just don't want to talk because it hurts my vocal chords. The good thing is that this pain pill has actually almost taken away all the other pains - in my knees, back, legs, shoulders, etc. Almost. And it's half-way working on the sore throat.
It's driving me nuts not to be able to talk and sing and whistle, though. Grrrrrr. Again.
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