Upstairs Progress

Sophie's rump makes a good seat, Skipper finds.

Almost finished putting back all the stuff that goes in the storage room after the deep cleaning. I still have a ton of stuff to bring down for donation, but I'm going to wait until a truck is scheduled to come by then put it all on the front porch. It's just too grueling to take it myself, as I have the last several loads--all those steps and lifting. Even when I'm in apparent "remission."

The pain level is still hanging at between 2 and 4 (with an occasional 1) depending on what position I'm in (standing, walking, sitting, reclining) and my level of activity--which is almost like no pain at all compared with what I went through during my off-cymbalta period. But I still tire quickly, and I don't want to tempt the Fibromonster to bring the heavy pain back. So I try to work in short bursts, 15 or 20 minutes, then a short rest.

I also have a cart full of stuff to take to the quilt guild free table in September. Ah, man! Purging feels wonderful.

 

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On 08/25/2015, Linda Kay said ...

I heartily agree that it feels so good to purge. I've even reached the point where I would just rather donate than think about a yard sale!

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On 08/26/2015, Barbara Anne said ...

Good for you! Hope there are strong young folks who will move the last of the donations to the porch when the time comes. You're wise to pay attention to your spoons, to rest when needed, and not to exhaust yourself. My mother inside my head still tells me I need to do this and that, but I have to remind her that I didn't vote to be forever tired.

Love the picture of Skipper and the ever patient Sophie!

Hugs!

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On 08/27/2015, Dolores Tanner said ...

I really enjoyed/liked The Nightingale!!! had to go find more of her books to read!!
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