
Four good days IN A ROW! Got my kitchen drawers organized, made the world’s best pizza, organized my desk, unloaded the dishwasher. I am on a roll. Won’t say I hope it lasts, but I hope it lasts.
DD sent light this am, and I woke up in less pain and feeling better than I have in a long time. DD is a healer. Seriously, I am a skeptic, but it really does seem to help. Here is her site:
We are bracing for Hurricane Irene, which I really don’t think is going to have much effect where I am, but making sure to have water, etc., just in case. Enough meds for a week, also. When we first moved here, way back in the paleolithic era, a hurricane just skirted New England, and I remember the sky went this really eerie greenish color for awhile. Spooky. Never seen anything like it before. We never had a hurricane in Colorado, to my knowledge. Hailstorms, yes, but no hurricanes. 🙂
I hope everyone has taken precautions if they live in a danger zone. Pick up loose items in your yard. Very important. Flying objects can kill people. Be safe, people.

Thanks for the promo!! It feels like the light is stronger lately, too. 🙂
I started developing symptoms of fibro in the mid-70s: chest pain (costochondritis), pain in the back of my neck when I mopped the floor, upper arm pain, irritable bowel syndrome, an achiness in my arms and legs like I was coming down with the flu (but no fever). And the tender points; my husband thought I was rejecting him and the kids because I didn’t want to be hugged or even held close, but it hurt too much. The symptoms worsened with the death of my brother in the late 70s from cancer, so I became paranoid thinking I had cancer or heart trouble. In 1991, I was at the doctor’s office with another bout of IBS. She touched a tender point (left rib area) and ordered a complete bone scan. When it came up with nothing, she referred me to a rheumatologist. I have been under his care for both fibro and DJD. I was able to continue working, but I was never able to move up the corporate ladder because I was too slow. Also I took many Mondays off (usually asked for ahead of time because I had a “hard” weekend planned) because I had done too much over the weekend. I worked until full retirement age, but it was hard.