Today, is the Friday before Memorial Day weekend. My entire Family had made their plans and I thought what a great chance to go to visit my Grandma.
When I “go home” for visits I always feel so rushed and torn that I am never spending enough time with any of them. I have my Parents, my sister, my Grandma, a Great Aunt, and friends that I want to visit. Seeing as how our visits are usually from a Friday to Sunday. It makes it impossible to see everyone that I want to see.
I thought this would be a great time. I was even thinking that I have made Fibro friends that live in towns that I pass on my way down that I could ask if anyone wanted to go for a cappuccino/coffee, meet in person. I would be able to get a good stretch in and then head on my way.
I would visit for 3 days and be able to spend plenty of time with my Grandma, her Sister, a few friends, and still have time to sit down, write or even maybe relax. (I may have to be reminded what “relax” means again).
I have been looking forward to this trip for a long time.
I hit a flare on Monday and have not been able to get rid of it. Today it decided to add a headache leading to a migraine.
I have worked every day this week (10 hours on Wed). I am taking Vicodin every 4 hours which basically takes my pain from a 10 to a 5. I have been waking up every 3 hours needing to adjust, apply ice or heat, and take another pain-killer.
I seldom stay down even with a flare. I push through them.
However, the trip is 4 1/2 hours without stops. I would need to stop a lot. In addition, my body needs these pain pills right now. I only use them when I am in a bad flare. I do not take them when I am going to drive. I take them after I arrive at my destination. I know that being in a flare can cause enough “fog” or unclear thinking leading to reaction times not being “normal”.
It was such a hard decision. I decided to stay home and to what will be a surprise to many of the readers ~ I have not yet gone to work.
I posted this on my Fibro page this week;
I know that I am the first example and am scared to death of becoming the second. I personally find nothing wrong with either of the choices.