It's official - I am a twerp!

Hi Y'all,

been having a bit of a rough time recently with awful pain gnawing away at my knees, especially the left one. I'd been trying to manage just on pain killers as amitriptyline etc doesn't suit and was getting stomach problems with my anti-inflammatories and a new sort the doctor gave me caused raging trots and then, to ice the cake, the new meds I was given to calm down the IBS brought me out in a fetching rash! Anyhow, I went back to see the doc as the pain was waking me at night and hashed out a plan for me to try anti-inflammatories in short burst when things are really bad and she gave me stronger pain meds to take at night. Luckily it helped calm things down quite a bit so I decided I'd have a go at catching up with some of the things I've not been able to get done on Saturday and Sunday (pacing myself and resting in between like a good obedient girl) then resting up on Monday. All well and good until I looked out the window at my garden on Monday and decided I couldn't bear to look at the wilderness a moment longer. A lovely lady has agreed to come and do my garden for me as my GP ordered me to get help a while back but unfortunately she was taken ill before she could come and do anything. So instead of resting as planned I unearthed the lawn mower and finally managed to work out how to attach the grass collector - I bet the neighbours were having a right chuckle at my antics - and off I went. Doddle, I thought, I can't understand what all the fuss is about. Now I do! Woke up feeling pretty OK considering - a bit tired but nothing new there. As the day wore on though someone bashed my back repeatedly with a sledgehammer, poured concrete into my legs and arms and gave me that horrible tired ache to the bone all over. I wonder how long it will be until I forget just why I'm supposed to pace myself and accept help and decide to go it alone again. I'd love to blame it all on the fog but I know it's just that I'm a twit that thinks, every now and again, that I might be able to fool the rotten fibro into letting me get away with normal levels of activity. Ho hum.

8 Replies

  • Certainly not a twit hun, you seem like a pretty proud person to me, and there is nothing wrong with that. At least you've got dignity.

    Hugs x

  • Been there done that we never learn, hope you recover soon xx

  • Lou's right we never learn, I'm the worst for thinking oh I can do it today I feeling OK, next day I'm sorry, but too late.

    Ah well, twerps unite!!! xx

  • I genuinely and sincerely hope that you feel better soon.

    All my hopes and dreams for you


  • Hahahah!! I laughed out loud when reading your post, not AT you but WITH you, because that is so like me! I put it down to the self destruct bit of me that says I'm not really ill and I'm making it all up! Oh deary me!! Take it easy xx

  • I know the feeling lol

  • Thanks guys. Feel a bit better although I've had the amazing travelling pain today reminding me of just how many joints I have! Forgot to mention that I clearly didn't think I had enough pain yesterday so rammed my foot into a desk and now have an extremely fetching red and purple middle toe. Glad to know I'm in good company among my fellow twerps x

  • Bwhahaha. Are you reading my diary??? Love it. But I am sorry for you er us


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