Morphine Mania

2015-11-072015-11-07 Miss Poison Life, Musings, Pieces Of Me, Poison In Lethal Doses, Writing Exhaustion, Fibromyalgia, Heart Surgery, Life, Musings, My Brother, Pieces Of Me, Poison In Lethal Doses, Recovery, Self-Care, Stress, Weekends, Writing

It's no secret; I've had a rough two weeks dealing with a serious family emergency. If you've ever had to force a man (or any loved one) to go the hospital knowing that something was clearly NOT "okay", perhaps you can relate. My brother came out of surgery Thursday afternoon, a good three hours earlier … Continue reading Morphine Mania

Friday, How I’ve Missed You

2015-08-072015-08-07 Miss Poison Chronic Pain, Editing, Fibromyalgia, Pain, Pieces Of Me, Poison In Lethal Doses, Writing Back Pain, Chronic Pain, Editing, Fibromyalgia, Pain, Pieces Of Me, Poison In Lethal Doses, Self-Care, Spine Pain, Weekends, Writing

I have come to cherish my weekends like a newborn baby. The arrival of Friday makes me feel less guilty about self-care. This week in particular, I need it. Early yesterday evening, I had a coughing fit come out of nowhere. In the midst of said coughing fit, I felt something in my upper spine … Continue reading Friday, How I’ve Missed You

Weird Worthless Weekends Lost To Pain

2015-06-082015-06-08 Miss Poison Cats, Chronic Pain, Clients, Editing, Fibromyalgia, Kittens, Life, Musings, Pain, Pieces Of Me, Poison In Lethal Doses, Work, Writing Chronic Pain, Clients, Editing, Fibro Flares, Fibromyalgia Pain, Laundry, Life, Lost Weekends, Musings, Pain, Poison In Lethal Doses, Weekends, Work, Writing

Friday morning I stated that I'd rest this weekend and get things done inside my home, as much as humanly possible. I mentally calculated exactly how much laundry needed to be done, and then factored a few others things into the mix. What I did not factor in was a terrible Fibro flare and bouts … Continue reading Weird Worthless Weekends Lost To Pain

Tell Me The Truth; Was I Run Over By A Truck?!

2015-03-08 Miss Poison Chronic Pain, Exhaustion, Fibromyalgia, Honesty, Migraines, Musings, Pieces Of Me, Poison In Lethal Doses, Work, Writing Exhaustion, Fibromyalgia, Honesty, Migraines, Musings, Pain, Poison In Lethal Doses, Stress, Weekends, Work, Writing

Sleep issues, for now, seem to be on their way to looking up. I was in bed so early last night, I'm certain every 80+ year old Grandmother was still awake when my head hit the pillow. When sleeping is difficult, it's good to go to bed the second you can no longer keep your … Continue reading Tell Me The Truth; Was I Run Over By A Truck?!

It’s Okay To Take It Easy

2015-01-31 Miss Poison Cats, Life, Musings, Pieces Of Me, Poison In Lethal Doses, Writing Cats, Musings, Pieces Of Me, Poison In Lethal Doses, Relaxing, Saturdays, Twitter, Weekends, Writing

I intended to get some work done today. I am doing an editing job to help someone out from a writer's group I previously belonged to. I am also doing an editing job because it's my job to do so. However, with no set deadline, I found myself procrastinating on opening the file. I've already … Continue reading It’s Okay To Take It Easy

Thank Goddess It’s Friday!

2015-01-23 Miss Poison Fridays, Honesty, Musings, People Helping People, Pieces Of Me, Poison In Lethal Doses, Snow, Support, Winter, Writing Fridays, Musings, Poison In Lethal Doses, Snow, Support, Weekends, Writing

What a horrific week. I am not sorry to move into the weekend, not even with 4-7 inches of snow currently predicted between tonight and tomorrow. There hasn't been much snow to speak of this winter. Yes, for that I should be grateful, and I am, but I do like a few inches on the … Continue reading Thank Goddess It’s Friday!

Sick & Tired

2014-10-20 Miss Poison Cats, Chronic Pain, Fibromyalgia, Honesty, Images/Photos/Quotes, Inspiration, Kittens, Life, Mondays, Musings, Pieces Of Me, Poison In Lethal Doses, Stress, Work, Writing Chronic Pain, Fibromyalgia, Honesty, Mondays, Poison In Lethal Doses, Reading, Rest, Sleep, Stress, TV, Weekends, Writing

I am sick & tired. Mostly of being both of the aforementioned. Because I have Fibromyalgia, my body responds differently to the weather and a lot of other external things that I, personally, cannot control. I have heightened senses, so a lot of smells make me sick and I often have to retreat to my … Continue reading Sick & Tired