I find im either on top of the world and (almost) fighting fit, all be it worlds apart from my younger self, to bed ridden!
There's no continuity. Some days I nearly have no pain at all and sooo much energy so I do 'normal' things (there's always SOME pain) only to find im paying for those one or two precious days with doom and gloom, pain and problems.
So when people DO see me out and about im fine,but then they say 'oh I haven't seen you for a few weeks' probably because im practically house bound either mentally or physically.
I do try to move about a as much as I can and on days I can I will take my dogs out whilst riding my bike. The bike helps me because walking can be so painful. But either way I do take my dogs out everyday on foot despite how I feel. I just have to make sure its during the time my meds are working at their best.
On good days im sure I could go to work, but sadly the good days don't last, the more I do on good days the worse or longer days punish me
I have plenty of other medical problems too, I think my depression is my worst enemy.
Is anyone else the same?