And here we go again, folks. That predictable unpredictable-ness of January in the midwest. Once again we are experiencing a drastic temperature drop here in Illinois, from near 50 degrees yesterday to a bone chilling low of 22 degrees tonight, a frigid 6 degree low for tomorrow night and then a particularly brutal -3 degree low for Sunday night. Holy Icicles, Batman.
It’s uncomfortable for anybody, these temperature fluctuations. But when you have chronic pain, it can be absolutely and outrageously painful.
I’m 60 years old, and have had fibromyalgia for 35 years. I’ve had osteoarthritis for about 25 years or so. Both are worse as I get older. This past year has been extremely difficult. My hands are especially bad, along with feet, hips, lumbar spine, knees. Then the fibro takes care of the soft tissue….the aching….if feels like having a severe case of the flu every day. For 35 years. Yeah.
It is really hard when these fluctuations in the temperature happen over and over again, jumping up and down like crazy. (thank you, climate change). I find that for me, it’s not so much the cold that is the problem, it’s the changing in the temps. Not after the cold arrives, but before.
Tonight the temps have dropped about 20 degrees from yesterday’s high. Plus there is a bit of snow moving into the area. So I’m definitely feeling it. My bones ache. My muscles ache. My fingers, my lumbar spine and my feet ache. I feel like shit, basically.
As we proceed into the weekend, it’s only going to continue to get worse. I want to just cuddle up on my sleep-number bed, with my down comforter, an e-book and a cat…but I have to go to the lab at the hospital for blood work tomorrow morning. So it looks like I will be not only feeling like shit, but also having to get dressed, put on make-up and fix my bed-head hair a little bit so I don’t scare any children I might happen to see there.
I would just blow it off but I can’t. Now my doc thinks I might have rheumatoid arthritis in addition to my fibro and osteo. Oh freaking joy. So this is something I have to get done. During dropping temps. In January… in the midwest.
Wish me luck. I’m going to need it. This is going to be a rough weekend.