I am disabled.
I am a proud owner of a handicap placard.
Is that how I am supposed to feel?
Yeah! I get preferred parking now when I go shopping! Hell yeah!
Let me tell you how it really goes down…
In the morning when I get up
this is how i feel…..
i wake up and
i feel tired and
in pain and
i slowly get out of bed after about 30 minutes (if i’m lucky) and
i get my laptop so i can work and
i sit down on my bed and
i start my work day and
my beautiful husband brings me coffee and toast and
i take my medication and
i drink my coffee and
i eat my toast and
by noon i am exhausted. i am already exhausted!!!
my brain can hardly focus and
i’m pretty damn frustrated because i know that it wasn’t that long ago that i was damn good at my job and seriously?
this fibro fog sucks!
i attempt to eat lunch, which these days ends up being my one real meal of the day after my toast and
then i attempt to work again and
i end up playing facebook games and
now it’s dinner time and
i sit with the family and
i’m not hungry so we talk about our day and
after i go back to bed and
i attempt one more time to work and
again fibro fog and
again facebook games and
again twitter and
now it’s time for my night time meds and
i can’t sleep so i write my blog and
at the end of the day
what i know for sure
regardless of anything else
i am blessed. i. am. blessed.
i am alive and
for today, i am able to work and
i have my family and friends to support me and
who believe in me and
i have faith.
i have faith that i will get better.
i will make myself a better person and
i will do my physical therapy and
i will eat healthy food and
i will educate people on fibromyalgia and
i will take my medication and
i will overcome this disability!
what else do i know?
if i can do this?
having the preferred parking ain’t what it’s cracked up to be… i’d rather walk the extra distance.