I'm still here, still sick but hey, I'm still sober too. Tomorrow I will have 9 months y'all, 9 months!!
This cold is kicking my butt. I cough and cough and cough. My nose is red and sore because I blow my nose, blow my nose, blow my nose. I'm in a lot of pain, I guess being sick has caused my fibromyalgia to flare. Mornings are the worst, my hips and legs just about drive me crazy. But once the lyrica and ibuprofen kick in, it's manageable.
I got up early yesterday and dragged myself to an early meeting. I looked and felt like hell but I needed a meeting. I also managed to load the dishwasher, fold and put away laundry that had been clean for days and I went to the grocery store.
Tonight I have my womens meeting that I set up and make the coffee. I am going, Lord willling and the creek don't rise (as my mom used to say).
Today I am grateful for a warm cup of coffee, my dog snuggled up next to me, kids that sleep in the living room with me even though I'm sick and most of all, my sobriety.
What's going on with you today?
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