People; Why So Mean?

Blargh! Blasted people!

I am in the habit of forgetting that not everybody is nice. Some people are just plain mean.

Swore I’d never do this, but it’s been eating at me. I am thinking that if I come clean maybe I can finally “let it be”.  Then I can skip happily off into the sunset leaving behind the toxicity. Ok so maybe when I said “skip” it was figuratively.

WHAT? Is with the rhyming?

Mean people blog post Book Cover Your Favorite Dr SeussI am no Dr. Seuss, he I am not. I swear it’s a coincidence, because to write it that way I did not plot. The words flowed from brain, to fingers (ever so slowly) onto the “white” page of a Word dot doc. This paragraph I wrote though, to get a chuckle or a laugh 😉

Oh goody the fibro fog is setting in. What the heck was I talking about?

Right I was about to release some flaming gas balls of fury, albeit with a wee bit of discretion thrown in.

I worked really really really really hard. I was dedicated to the point that people thought I owned the place. Some people still think that. I took something that was losing money. Worked extremely hard with an amazing team doubled the sales and turned a profit in under four years.

Then I got sick, so I had to work harder. Then I became even more ill. To the point that I had to stop working. A year later it became clear that I wouldn’t be able to perform in the same capacity as I had before Fibromyalgia.

I assumed we would discuss other possible jobs or altering my responsibilities to accommodate my newly acquired limitations. I know, I know best never to assume. Anyway, never heard a word, not so much as a thank you, take care nor a goodbye from the owners. It hurt!

Been hurt by people? Learn to let go of emotional clutterThere I said it. I admit that it hurt, that it still hurts. It ends now. I am taking ownership of my emotions and today I move on. I am after all the lucky one who got away from a highly toxic environment.

Yessssss! I feel better already. In fact YAWN, I think I’m going to have the best sleep I’ve had in a long time.

Spring cleaning time, and I am learning how to clear out my emotional clutter. No longer stressed; calm is best. There is room for nice people only in my life.

Take care, Shelley

PS – Please like this post and share your story, your thoughts or your suggestions in the comments. That would make me feel real special 😉

 

Backyard with Benefits

Backyard Family Adventures…

I kind of have to kick myself in the butt to get outside. Once I do though, I feel so good! Playing in the dirt, just plain makes me happy. I suppose it’s the perfect combination of sunshine, family time and an energy boost from Mother Nature.

My #Reuse Skills Just Keep Getting Better n’ Better…

Backyard Gardening Reuse Repurpose This winter we finally gave up and laid a cheap dresser to rest. Well, it fell apart AGAIN and enough was enough.

As the various pieces were being tossed into a dump pile, I got an idea. The drawers stacked 2 high might make pretty good garden boxes for the backyard.

Under the deck the dresser wreckage went. It was stacked on top of an old desk, counter, table thingy that I also planned on #repurposing.

Reusing an old desk for table top backyard gardeningThe previously enjoyed table was given to us in 2006. It’s seen many uses in its lifetime. In the decade that it’s been with us it has functioned as a retail display, used as a desk by a few of us and last acted as the foundation to Piggly Wiggly the guinea pig’s family home. Now it is going to help us grow food. #ReuseReuseReuse and then reuse some more!

Loving the Healing Power of Sunshine n’ Dirt…

Yesterday the weather was too perfect not to be outside. The sunshine was just right! So out in the backyard we went. Daughter kicking n’ screaming (maybe I’m exaggerating slightly but she was sulking), hubby grumbling and the dog so excited he couldn’t keep still.  Two minutes of sun and two improved moods later they were into it.

Who knew? That a backyard as tiny as ours could be so interesting to explore, felt like I was on a mini safari 😉 Guinea Pigs n' DandelionsOur backyard is covered in these real pretty yellow flowers that the bees and the guinea pigs love (not sure why but the neighbours don’t seem to like them 😉

DeeOhhGee trying to play ball with a garden snakeA family of garden snakes passed through on their way to the hot cement in front. The dog attempted to get the baby snakes to play ball with him (I kid you not). Our friend Robin the bird was hanging out in one corner. There is just so much life happening out there.

Never underestimate the healing power of nature, even in a tiny backyard. Besides at least this way, today I am hurting for a reason 😉

Thanks Russell Farms for the free dirt! 

Stress the Silent Killer

Stress makes mess

A stress twister
STRESSnado

Happy New Year!  I hope everyone had a super spectacular stress free holiday season.

So sorry that I disappeared but it’s been a rather extended round of not quite major and not quite minor flares…hmmm maybe I’ll call it a “round” of flares.

No, I’ve got it! The spinning wheel of stress n’ pain; spin it while you sleep, and wake up in the morning to a stressful, painful SURPRISE.

Not all bad though, was busy with Christmas which I mostly did get to enjoy and I’ve been busy working on a secret project. It’s been fun but the stress has knocked me for a loop (ok so really, it’s been many loops). Hopefully tomorrow the stress ends, and I can start to work on the fun part. I’ll get back to you on that.

Have I told you lately how much I blooming hate the agony that is typing? Anyway, I think maybe I’m whining a wee bit too much. Pretty sure that isn’t what you’re wanting to read 😉 So, enough of that!

Sarcasm not stress
Say no to stress
To sarcasm say yes

I did want to say a little more about stress though. I know you’ve heard this before, but please please please be kind to yourself. STRESS kills. I’ve just watched this silent killer attack two people who are very important to me. It’s dangerous and it destroys lives.

I know, I know…I’m one to talk. Three years (well my entire adult life really) I’ve been trying to learn how to deal with stress, how to let things go and especially how not stress myself out.

I’m not there yet, but I am much better at dealing with stress than I used to be. I will no longer allow anyone to have control of what I am feeling. The power over my emotions, is mine and mine alone.

This was sooooo not my intention, babbling on about stress but well as usual, once I get going you just never know what direction my rambling will take.

Now that life is about to be back on track, pain and all I plan on doing better. My goal is to post more regularly on the facebook page and to have something new on the blog at least once a month.

Ta ta for now and wherever you may be I wish for you to live your life stress free. Hmmm, ok I’ll make that a wee bit more attainable…

I wish for you to live your life almost stress free 😉

Gentle hugs spoonie pals.

Take care, Shelley


A Tale of Two Years; My Fibro Tale

We begin this Fibro Tale two years ago this month…

A Fibro Tale My Fibromyalgia Life StoryLooking back to the beginning of my fibro tale. I don’t believe pharmacy was necessarily the wrong choice for me at the time.

If there’s one thing I’ve learned in the last two years it’s that no two single Fibro-tales are exactly the same. No two sets of triggers are exactly the same.

Every single one of us has a different Fibro tale to tell.

I had tumbled a little too far into the abyss and was dangling by a thread above the danger zone. So, I decided on the shortcut, quicker results to bring me back from the brink, both physically and mentally.

For this reason, I filled the first prescription. Which turned out to be the first of many more to come.  As one might expect given the circumstances, I needed to get “a little bit well” to tackle life head on again. So, I decided I would deal with the consequences later.

I don’t regret my choice other wise, I believe without medicine and the support of my amazing Doctor I might not be here today sharing my Fibro-Tale with you.

After overcoming some uhhhhh shall we call them set backs? A few months ago I finally decided it was time to start putting some of what I’ve learned about the many faces of my fibromyalgia to use. Now that the urgent stuff had been taken care of, time to try some new things.

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I have decided to test the waters at decreasing the number of medications I am taking and to introduce some non-pharmaceutical healing “practices” into my life.

Why? I have finally reached acceptance. Two years into the fibro tale that is now my life, I am at last ready to meet the new me.

Until next time…take care my #SpoonieFriends. Please feel better soon. Shelley

PS – Click here for a list of my top 7 Fibro flare triggers. What are yours? Please share.



Another Day Another Dollar

Another Day Another Dollar www.FibroFog.ca…or so my father used to say.  For me it’s more like during a flare; another day another dollar less.  Keep reminding myself that I must stay away from wallowing. These days it’s sooooo tempting to lie in bed and give myself over to the pain. That’d be so much easier than trying to remain upright.

Not going to do it; maybe some other day but not today. Today I will push through the pain, and swim to the surface. On the surface I shall remain!

First I’m going to pacify myself with a teeny tiny bit of complaining. I have laryngitis right now. That’s not the problem. The inability to speak above a whisper and the aching vocal cords are more of an annoyance than terribly painful. The problem is that, more than likely this is just a precursor of more fun things to come… those my friend are problems for another day.

Today I want to give a bit of an update. Last spring I ranted about an absolutely awful experience I’d had when applying for a government program. I won’t get into it except to say that it was so stressful I ended up spiraling deep into a flare. I have a hard time letting it go. Thinking about it is too upsetting. That was another day; a dark day.

It took months but I finally built of the courage to look into the program one more time. Glad I did because my most recent meetings went very well, and things have started to move forward. Slowly, but moving forward none the less.

I’ve met and will be working with two wonderfully supportive, empathetic, strong women. Things are moving forward and I hope to have really great news soon.

That’s for another day, though ….

Today I celebrate because I finally finished typing this and am about to hit publish 🙂

Gently hugs spoonie friends.

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