Just stopped in to write a quick post while I wait for my test results. Yesterday afternoon my throat began to feel thick when I swallowed. Not much later swallowing started to hurt so badly I opted to spit instead. (I know, that’s gross. But it’s honest, and that’s what I do.)
Long story short, I didn’t sleep much. And throat lossenges only complicated the issue. But this morning I managed to guzzle three 20oz waters before heading to work, so I figured I was good. However, endeavoring to eat breakfast was a disaster. And somehow every part of my back is killing me. And my hips are hurting. And here I am, across the street from work, at my doctor’s office… waiting for my strep test results.
My mom reminded me of something as I drove to the appointment. Strep has a wicked history of infuriating my fibromyalgia. In fact, my fibro symptoms first became apparent after a three month, on-again, off-again fight with strep. Or somewhere around there. Point is, the back pain and such makes sense… my body must be using it’s energy to fight strep, not pain. Hurting reminds me to be grateful for how great my fibromyalgia has been for the past six months.
So, with that reminder I’m off to the rest of my day. And I’m thanking my fibro for teaching me how to be productive despite feeling under the weather.