Happy freaking holidays (or how to torture your dog).

Well, there’s one good thing about having fibromyalgia I suppose–it forces you to learn patience and hone your sense of humor. It also forces you to celebrate your accomplishments instead of focusing on what you didn’t do. Like today, go me, I actually wrote about 800 words. Which compared to my goose-egg totals of late, … Read More

Slowing and steady (although chomping at the bit).

So I’ve done something that I think has even startled the heck out of my hubby: slowed down. Being diagnosed with fibromyalgia, being put on Cymbalta, what really is some serious medication for it (when you’re taking a medicine they strongly recommend you don’t quit cold turkey, you know it’s serious), and doing a lot … Read More