After my hefty morning dose of medicine I curled up on the couch and snuggled with the little man, the Big Man was sitting close by. The bedroom probably would have been better but I’ve barely seen the menfolk after working 12 days straight. After an hour or so I got up and ate something and felt somewhat better, things were down to a dull roar, so about a 10. Took one T3 in the late afternoon, will be taking another plus Naproxen and Cyclobenzaprine to keep on to of things. I know where I slipped up, well outside of agreeing to work that many days consecutively anyways. Timing is everything when it comes to pain, particularly inflammatory pain. It’s like a wildfire. Without containment it will rage through everything. I will be setting up a rotating schedule for my Naproxen so I don’t wait so many days in between courses. Three days on, four to five days off should get me through Winter. A T3 at morning, noon, and night, which I think works out to five hours between doses. Cyclobenzaprine will be taken at bedtime as currently prescribed, as much as possible. I used this drug before I was even pregnant with the little man so I know the instructions for use with Fibromyalgia. If needed I can take one or two more over the day,five or six hours apart. I’d like to avoid that, hence the rotating Naproxen schedule and T3 phone alarm reminders.
Note: I wanted to write more but sleep was more important.
Woke up feeling relatively well, for me this means pain levels starting around 6. Took my morning medication in a timely fashion since I had a walk to do today with the child in tow. I skipped my afternoon dose of Tylenol 3 since I didn’t do a lot of walking, not taking into consideration the housework I got up to. Oh and the child alone for 80% of the day. He’s such a part of my life that I forget to put spoons aside. He was well behaved with minimal threenager outbursts at least. By the time I took my second dose it was close to 6pm. FAR too long to wait. While my hips weren’t on fire the rest of my body is achy and sore and exhausted. Why do I keep trying to keep my T3 usage down to two you ask? I am an addict in recovery and I am terrified of opiates. It has been five years since my last major indiscretion. I was clean for three years before I let myself relax and start having a drink under very particular circumstances. I’ve read of people in recovery getting tripped up by pain killers SO OFTEN. So yeah, it makes me nervous. Pain levels spiked at a 9, sitting around a 7.5-8 currently. Once I get the little man to bed I can crawl into bed. I have to work tomorrow, it’s usually my only guaranteed day off but my boss has been working for about two months without a break so I figure I can go hang out with the dogs at the daycare for a half shift so she can stay home with her hubby and little one.
**Allergic Reaction Note**
About an hour ago I became REALLY itchy and broke out with a few hives. The only things different about today was making flat bread with some masa flour for lunch and goulash with some Meat Magic from Watkins added. I’ve had masa flour before but not for about six months and since I ate them around noon I don’t think hives would wait 6 hours. I’m guessing something in the seasoning ticked something off. The itching is generally around joints so it could also be due to an impending flare.
While my pain level is sitting at the 8/9 again my day went well. Caught all my buses on time and such. All the dogs got along. I’ve taken three T3’s, two 500mg Naproxen, anxiety meds, and one cyclobenzaprine today. The third T3 wasn’t what I would call necessary, mind you I am notorious for waiting too long to take meds. I took it so I could hopefully sleep well and get a leg up on my pain. I have my son coming to work with me tomorrow so I have the stroller to push around. Hoping it doesn’t rain until later tomorrow.
There is hot lead in my bones. Nausea and dizziness inducing pain. I may need to up my T3 intake to three a day until I adjust. Have been taking 1000mg of Naproxen, daily for about seven days now. Sudden heart burn is one of the reasons I’m awake.