I try hard to get out of cooking. Most days it works, but today I didn't have a choice. When I stood up this morning, I felt and knew it wouldn't be a good day. You see, I have fibromyalgia and the pain lets me know it's there and there to stay...awhile! My desire was to get back into bed, but I knew better. I showered and dressed...slowly. Walking into the room where the fur-babies sleep, I had trouble opening their cages for potty time. My poodle Ashley, always can sense when I'm in pain. I slowly allowed them to go out, but he stayed by my side. The only way I could get him outside was to walk out with him and assure him I was okay, but he continued to stay with me.
Back inside, I went through the motions, then tearfully I sat down and called mom. She was not very encouraging, so I politely hung up. That is when I saw my hubby's note...what to cook! I was not ready to do any kind of work today! But, he asked so sweetly, I had to push myself to do it. It took me all day, but I did it! I was just finishing up when he came in at 4PM. I felt good because after seeing I was in pain, he praised my efforts, and lavished me with accolades and love. He immediately took over, making sure I was taken care of first! I thanked God for this wonderful man.
This is what I cooked for my husband: Yum! Yum!
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A bed of white fluffy rice. (Not steamed) |
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Pork Cutlet added to the plate with asstorted peppers and onions
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I drizzled pan dripping over the top of rice and onto the plate |
As I write this post, the pain is almost unbearable, But let me tell you, my heart is happy. Being able to do what I did today, with what I call my "flare-up" was a big accomplishment for me! Soon, the pain will subside, with meds, and I'll be back to my old self...working and multi-tasking as usual. I thank God for His Mercy!
Ladies tell me about your living with fibromyalgia and how do you cope with flare-ups.