Ever since my hospitalization due to that funky infection last month, I have been deep down and dirty exhausted.

Being exhausted is very different than just being tired. It’s a complete lack of energy and mojo. I have to literally propel myself through such simple tasks as taking a shower.

Fatigue is no friend of mine, my friends.

I am certain that my fibro is actually getting worse. I have pain now that even a full Vicodin doesn’t touch.

The last few days, I have had absolutely no interest in writing anything, because all I can think about is taking a nap.

On the bright side, I found a challenge that I think I can actually follow through with.


Until next time, may your pillows be fluffy and your sheets not scratchy.