I have really put a lot of thought into whether or not to even blog about my daily struggles with chronic pain and Fibro, but a very helpful friend tells me that if it weren't for her daily blog and the friends she has gained from it, as well as Facebook, she just doesn't know how she would be where she is today. So I have finally decided to give it a shot.
I hate when I'm right... sometime Sunday I began feeling anxiety and I've become very in tune to when I'm about to have a "fibro flare" and I knew one was coming. Now my wonderful hubby and I have had plans set to escape to a very nice hotel, for some much needed and deserved relaxation time for our 1st "annimoon" . We were married Nov. 6th last year and weren't able to take a honeymoon, so we created our own new tradition this year (anniversary + honeymoon=annimoon) So we set off Tuesday, after going to vote, for our planned 2 night, 3 day stay... I was feeling totally wiped out and completely guilty. Here we never get time to ourselves and I just want to sink into a hot bath and pile in bed. The next day was pretty much the same, except I realized just how lucky I was, when he said that this is just what he had in mind for our "annimoon" to just lay around, relax, and be stress-free. Once home, my flare has rapidly increased and at times the pain has become nearly unbearable, and he has been right there offering words of compassion and concern, helping with what he can, and just being the best! I already knew he has always tried to be understanding and supportive through all my bad days and even mystery sicknesses, but to see his patience through a week that we should be celebrating each other and enjoying the time together has meant more to me than anything. I am such a lucky lady and I hope a day never passes that I can somehow express how thankful I am, how happy he makes me, and that I love him more than words can ever express.