I Get Knocked Down, But I Get Up Again...

I woke up feeling like I'd taken a particularly vicious beating in my sleep. I mean, Thor's Hammer kind of beating. The muscles in my arms won't loosen up at all. It's like feeling the aftereffects of an intense screaming workout. But I didn't even do an intense workout, let alone screaming. I want to scream now. Woo.
Also, Luna was lying on my legs while I was sprawled half on my belly, and that didn't help. She was terribly adorable, though.
I wound up taking a Soma, which showed just how intensely the pain and tension was, because now that the drug has kicked in I am now starting to feel like jelly. It's lovely.

But you know what makes everything better? And I mean everything?
This.
This is my new favorite thing. I've watched it four times so far. The person who made it is a genius.

Strike a pose, there's nothing to it. VOGUE. WEEPING ANGELS.

Undeniable Agony Sounds About Right...

http://healthmattershow.com/fibromyalgia-and-weather-change/

But I get back up and I keep going. I have friends coming over tomorrow and it will be fabulous. My joints and muscles are aching and burning and every nerve is screaming and I feel so stiff and raw. But it's okay. I'm alive, you know.