Good morning! Today is one of those oh, so wonderful “Welcome to Reality” days. You know…when life seems to conspire with the universe to send you a personalized “wake-up” call about all the things you like to keep on the back-burner, so to speak.
Honestly, much of the time I tend to “forget” that I’m not exactly what you’d call “normal” when it comes to my health. I have Scleroderma and Fibromyalgia. It’s a fact OF my life, but I don’t see it AS my life…just a part of my system of Quirks and Balances.
Then…there are days like today, when I wake up and KNOW. When the Quirks decide to kick the Balances' behind from here straight into next week!
I could lay out a veritable laundry list of aches, pains, and frustrations brought on by my over-achieving immune system, but it’d be pretty darned boring. (And I REALLY hate it when I get all boring and complain-y.) I’ll just say that quite a few of my parts and internals have gone all rogue and shiz-nit…and leave it at that.
I’m sharing this with y’all because sharing is caring…*brief shudder at Barney flash-back* and because I know many of you live with your own Systemic Quirks. The reality is there are times when it’s harder than heck to focus on the happy and fun stuff because your bod is demanding ALL of your attention just to keep it mobile and quasi-functional.
The best part of these “hard-to-find-the-funny” times is that THIS is when you need the “funny” the most! This is when we need to really look for the joy and laughter to keep us going and help us avoid the pot-holes of despair that litter the highway of Health. (Man, I’m all about the analogies today!)
So, let me share with you some of the awesome things I find to ponder at times like these to distract myself from the ache-y crank…
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| Bonus points if this makes you laugh hard enough that you shoot coffee out your nose! |
Why did I ever think it was a good idea to store the liquor bottles next to the coffee pot? That is just WAY too much temptation first thing in the morning!
Why doesn’t my dryer ever gain weight from all the socks it eats?
When did my waist disappear and where the hell did it go!?!
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| This? Is NOT normal! Unless I'm actually Bigfoot's love-child! |
Am I the only woman on Earth with two inch long hair on her arms? (OK, so maybe I occasionally obsess about this one. But you gotta admit, it’s pretty darned weird!)
Why are toes called “toes” and not “foot-fingers” or, better yet, “foongers”?
Where do dust-bunnies come from and would it be so wrong to name them and keep them as pets?
Do other people wonder about things like this and just keep it themselves, or am I REALLY that crazy? (And why is my stupid Grammar Check trying to tell me I need to change the “am” in that sentence to “is”? …”or is I REALLY that crazy…” SERIOUSLY Grammar Check? You’re what I’m banking on to protect me from my own lousy grasp of the English language? I’m thinking that I may be screwed if that’s the best you got…)
See! I’m feeling a little better already. (I‘m tellin’ ya, if “foongers” doesn’t make you snicker, then there’s just no hope and you should probaly go back to bed…*giggle-snort*)
So how do you handle the “flare” days? What do you do to put the twinkle back in your step and the pep back in your eye? My family would definitely LOVE for me to try something new, since I rarely keep these burning questions to myself. (Besides, the looks on their faces when I'm verbally pondering these un-knowables cracks me the heck up!)
May your day be filled with as little pain as it gets, lots of wonderful people to distract you from any aches, and tons of absurdity to keep you laughing!
