It could always be the weather

I am still trying very hard to figure out what the hell I did to get this crippling fatigue and joint pain today (answer: nothing), but I am waiting patiently for the current usual supplement cocktail to fully kick in: 1 B-Complex 100, 4,000 IU Vitamin D, 240 mg CoQ10, 1,000 mg L-Tyrosine, 600 mg Yerba Mate extract (yielding 48 mg caffeine), 500 mg Moringa extract, 500 mg Sea Buckthorn extract.
I am actually nodding off a little during typing, which is always irritating; but the wrist braces do make the typing more pleasant.
Futurama is on Netflix via the Roku Box in the background. Unlike the PS3, the Roku Box requires me to press OK to play each episode rather than letting each season continue automatically, which requires me being alert enough, which is helping. Also, laughing at funny things on the internet is helping.
My joints and muscles and nerves feel like shattered glass today. Sometimes the pain is enough to jolt me.
It could be the weather. Again.
On the bright side, yesterday's migraine has been fully relieved.

I was, then I wasn't, then stuff

From various Facebook posts, because I have mood whiplash between the events my previous post and the effects of the medical treatments I used.

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Also, dealing with people who don't get it is a little like being a broken record and a broken megaphone at the same time in certain conversations. Translation: If you have nothing nice to say, shut up and let me deal with my life in my own way.
(My favorite excuse from people "just trying to help" would be "But I did a lot of research that says fibromyalgia [is not what you think, does not exist, is not really fibromyalgia, needs a different name, can be cured by this or that formula, is just an emotional problem, is psychosomatic]."
My favorite reply is: "Thank you, that was very nice of you. I will take your suggestion into consideration." Followed by a very wide slightly unnerving smile. Polite, sweet, short, nicely disguises the desire to kick them in the crotch.)
A friend commented with this: "Also, it accuses them of being nice when they KNOW they are being an asshole so that should help disarm them by confusing them. I like."

YES! The supplement cocktail WORKED! Well, so did the Soma, but that's not a fatigue drug. But the energy cocktail worked! I would totally dance if my knees didn't feel like crunchy broken glass on cement right now. Which they do. But whatever. YAY. I mean, pity it's past eight in the evening, but that means energy until bed time. To DO things with. Like eat dinner with my husband who just got home from work. And write. And be playful. And OMG I don't know but YAY.

So, Adam has the day off tomorrow, and I plan on having plenty of energy and necessary pain relief to do fun stuff. I will see what happens when I wake up. Tonight, I've played with PlayStation Move and enjoyed the hell out of it, watched True Blood and squealed joyfully at Russell Edgington and Steve Newlin being vampire boyfriends, and had a fantastic dinner of steak and tiny potatoes with garlic butter sauce. Also, my jaw cracked and popped for the first time in years and I'm still figuring out what to do about it after Adam massaged me, because it hurts in new ways that I am unfamiliar with.
Yeah, I have no clue what happened to crunch my jaw, but I was playing with the PlayStation Wand thing and then all of a sudden, when I opened my mouth in concentration, the left side of my jaw right below my ear went "SURPRISE CRACK LOL" and I swear you could hear it across the room. I asked Adam to do a quick massage and he hit the spot right on the first try and I was like "OW FUCK WTF IS THIS" and he rubbed for a while and it was all warm and sore and he did some massage thing with my left ear where it got all itchy as the wax ran down the back of the throat, and I was like "Gee thanks eew" and he gave me a popsicle to crunch on. Now my jaw makes popping sounds on the left side and my ear feels weird. I am really uncertain here. I need someone who has experienced it aside from Adam, because he was helpful enough but I still don't get it.
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So, in general, I no longer feel quite as hideously horrid as before, but we will see what tomorrow brings. Hooray, disabilities!