What I wish my closet looked like.
Instead, my clean laundry is neatly piled on my floor on top of a clean throw blanket.
Yesterday evening I had a really bad CFS and fibromyalgia flare. I worked during the morning and afternoon and when I got home from bringing my fiance to drop his car off at the shop, I felt like I'd been hit by a train.
Extra heavy fatigue. Extra awful pain and stiffness everywhere. I felt 'over done', overstimulated, and like walking was being done in sand on a windy day with the wind coming towards me.
I rested for about 45 minutes and made a quick dinner of gluten free and dairy free French toast with egg whites.
I just finished my laundry and my fiance and I divided up what needed to be done in the house. I volunteered to clean the litter box.
After eating I rested for about an hour and got a wave of energy and used it to do Jinx's litter box. My fiance helped me with the new litter, which when new, can be a very heavy box when you feel like death warmed over.
No energy left. So my laundry is sitting on my floor waiting for my next wave of energy.
Getting to work soon. I am grateful that I work 2 part time jobs that are local and can mostly be done from home. Both of which are computer oriented and are not physically demanding.
I am still flared up but it comes in waves. Hopefully I'll get energy to fold my laundry and put it away. In the meantime, we do what we can.
No, I don't want my fiance folding my laundry. I do things on my own and if I need a bit of help (like lifting kitty litter) I will ask for it (which isn't often).
I posted this because it's real. And I know I'm not the only one with chronic illness.
I have endometriosis, fibromyalgia, CFS/ME, anxiety, agoraphobia, depression, EBV, food allergies, food intolerances, IBS, migraines, allergies, and more.
I try not to let them impact my day but sometimes they do. Onward and upward.
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