Seasons Change

It's that time of year where the leaves change their color and are falling to the ground and the air is so beautifully crisp...and I'm hating every moment of it! I hate having to even say it, but this cold weather is going to be the death of me and as gorgeous as it is, my body feels like it's on fire.
The cold air and crisp wind have an unbelievable way of chilling me to the bone in less than three seconds. I've bundled up, wore my wool socks and dug out my turtlenecks, but no matter what I do, that chill always finds it's way in. I do my stretches, I swim at the pool, I take my anti-inflammatories...how else do you fight the change of season?

It's one of the most frustrating things on the planet to be feeling fine last week and having a wonderful Thanksgiving and waking up this morning and not even being able to roll over in bed because it hurts too much. I know that it's the fibromyalgia and there isn't anything I can do about it, but it is the most maddening feeling knowing that I can do as many stretches as I want and take a zillion pain pills, but that ache in my bones isn't going anywhere until spring comes around.

Is it even possible to be angry with the weather? I swear that if I ever run into Mother Nature, she and I are going to have one heck of a drag-down street fight over this crazy cold weather. I know it's that whole circle of life thing, but if she could just tone it down in the general vicinity of all fibro patients, life would sure be easier! :-)

"Weather is a great metaphor for life - sometimes it's good, sometimes it's bad, and there's nothing much you can do about it but carry an umbrella."
~Pepper Giardino