was having a good day yesterday so i thought i'll paint my kitchen....got told off by hubby...saying i can't leave you for a few hours with out you doing stuff...but am paying for it today...if i feel great i think i can tackle anything...still after 18 years of this i still haven't learnt that i can't do things...i want to do..with out suffering the next day....but i feel today that the pain was worth it as i did something that i wanted to do...i hate feeling like a prisoner in my own body...