Had a lovely day out to Temple Newsham Park with my 2 kids 2 friends kids n 2 dogs. Sunshine, ice team, beautiful scenery and looming rain clouds! So in my backpack I carried our lightweight raincoats and 2 small bottles of water which we soon drank. Low and behold the rains came so we headed home and was picked up by car by the borrowed kids Dad. Refreshed after above day I was nice and relaxed for the evening and surprised I wasn't overly tired and went to bed at 10.30. Slept like a baby. Come morning Fibro decided to punish me bigtime! I was in agony everywhere especially my neck and shoulders from carrying the backpack. Why oh why when we think we are 'normal' for a while does the stupid Fibro have a major tantrum??? I was in bed for almost the entire day sleeping when the painkillers worked and layer feeling sorry for myself. Now its Monday and I still feel like I've been competing for the champion weight lifting competition! so please Fibro, I beg you not to take another precious day from me, I promise never to have fun again if you promise not to Hurt me anymore!!!!