Here i am early on this site writing a blog, because i've had a rough night. I felt out of sorts yesterday, but i laid on my bed yesterday afternoon and i felt a bit better for it. I had delhi belly as well most of the day, don't know if that was the cause.
Anyway onto the weird dream. I dreamt that i was planning my own wedding, don't know why as i've been married for 28yrs, quite happily too.
My clothes were in a suitcase locked in a cupboard as was my make up and hair tongs. Hubby brought me a cuppa at 4am before he went to work, which he always does when he's on earlies. Thought that would be it when i went back to sleep. Wrong, The dream carried on. Not sure what dreaming about getting married was all about. I'm sure someone will tell me.
So i'm down here at 6.30 this morning taking my pills early as i ache so much. I had planned to do so much this morning as my progress with the dreaded fibro had started to ease off with the treatment that i'm on. Just goes to show how wrong am. So here i am trying to bring some lightness to everyone this morning. not sure if i'm succeeding.
I'm sure this is only a blip on the landscape and tomorrow or even later today i'll feel better.
Take care everyone