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This will show our fight with Fibromyalgia, so others can learn that it's real. |
| Kenzie and I both joined with other members of our church, and marched in the Anderson Township 4th of July parade this afternoon. I walked the roughly quarter mile (my estimate) with other church members, passing out ice cold water to many parade watchers on the sideline. (In all, the church passed out 2200 16 oz. bottles of water.) Kenzie rode in the passenger seat of one of our two trucks, the one pulling our church's float (we won the "Most Spirited" award this year, the one our pastor was hoping for). After the parade, we joined other members at one member's home for a cookout. About 3:30 PM, Kenzie said she was starting to shut down, so we gave our thanks to the hostess, left the cookout and headed home. By 3:45 or so, Kenzie was in the bed, out like a light. I went into the living room to watch a show I'd taped some years ago, and ended up dozing in my rocking chair. At 5:00, I switched to watching the local news since I don't get to see that first 1/2 hour of it when I'm heading home from work. I started watching that tape again at 7:00, after the network news. At 8:00, I went in to wake Kenzie so she had time to wake up before taking Derek to work. She said she was getting up, so I went back to the living room. Later on, after Derek had gotten up, Kenzie came into the living room on her way to the kitchen for coffee, and said that Derek had stuck his head in the bedroom and said, "Mom, you do know I work tonight, right?" She said yes, and asked him the time. "It's ten minutes to 9." She had slept from about 3:45 to virtually 9:00. I'd slept from aout 3:45 to almost 5:00. And when she left to take him to work, I brought the trash can back from the curb to behind the house, brushed my teeth and hit the shower, intent on going right to bed myself. That is exactly what my energy level felt like. As you can see from the time on this entry, I didn't make it. But I decided I wanted to get this entry in while it was fresh, to show that the Fibro, and its related fatigue, can get to either, or both of us, at anytime. I just yawned so I think I'd better listen to my body this time since I have to work tomorrow. See you all next time. |
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