"Father, I have sinned." That's what I told my physical therapist when my husband brought me in to see him on Friday. When Dr. Taylor told me in August that it would take about a year to fully recuperate from being in bed for so long with fibromyalgia, I didn't really believe him. But when I vivaciously attacked the shrubs in our front yard two weeks ago to bring them into neighborly submission--all the while belting out tunes from Oklahoma! about what a beautiful morning it was--little did I know it would put me right back on the couch.
So, I'm doing my best to be a dutiful patient and take it easy, which is hard when everything in me is crying out to get ready for Christmas With the Children. It's going to be our first Christmas together in four, yes four, years, and I'm feeling so happy about that! I spent the evening looking through recipes for the holidays, and my mind is full of hopes that I'll be up to filling the house with the smells and tastes of Food Love. I mean, what else can you call it? Cooking for family is love, pure and simple.
I have Fibromyalgia as well. I was diagnosed with it at age 16. Luckily, I've been able to control it with medication and exercise. But, I understand what you're going through. Hang in there! :)
Posted by: Jenni Elyse | December 15, 2009 at 12:53 PM