fibro hell

[rootofnewt]

i'm awake and achy.

i should go outside or something, but i don't want to move.

i should have a bowl of the soup i made yesterday, but i'm nauseated.

*sigh*

why does being ill have to suck so much? why can't i be a genteel invalid who is mostly bearable, but whose midnight howls echo along darkened corridors? i could have a wicker chair and wear a lap blanket and a velvet robe. i'd have my own bevy of servants to attend to the mundane duties i cannot muster the energy for.

well..

at least i can make a lap blanket, eh?

Comments

[moominmuppet.livejournal.com]

why can't i be a genteel invalid who is mostly bearable, but whose midnight howls echo along darkened corridors?

Oh, my. Now I'm having images of you cast as Colin in The Secret Garden...

[krasota.livejournal.com]

i said mostly bearable. he was a downright terror until he realized his so-called hump was in everyone's heads. ;)

but yes. the howls are quite appropriate. i'd just want to be *nicer* to my family and staff.

[moominmuppet.livejournal.com]

he was a downright terror until he realized his so-called hump was in everyone's heads. ;)

Ah, true. I was thinking of him mostly after his redemption.

[ismene.livejournal.com]

We could be wicked invalids in an Edward Gorey story!

hugs

[allicat40.livejournal.com]

Hugs hun- hope you're feeling better- i'm having to go in for an xray .. *sigh* no word from you know who.. oh well. I need to book my checkup with my doctor.. i'm dreading it but i've been getting headaches the last month.. and bad aches- hence the xray on my hip and leg. so who knows.
*hugs*

[lady-midnite.livejournal.com]

why can't i be a genteel invalid who is mostly bearable, but whose midnight howls echo along darkened corridors? i could have a wicker chair and wear a lap blanket and a velvet robe. i'd have my own bevy of servants to attend to the mundane duties i cannot muster the energy for.


My guess would stand at this: because you done live in some horrible Gothic novel set in the Deep South, your family has not hidden you away for having some "terrible, deep dark secret" that has caused you to be "infirm", You probably dont have the money to pay your "bevy of servants", and most of all because you'd go nuts if you weren't able to do anything for yourself...I get the feeling you take pride in being stronger than your illnesses, in living a full, productive, and at least marginally happy life...But then again, maybe I'm the one that should be in the sanatarium...

[dahliablue.livejournal.com]

why can't i be a genteel invalid who is mostly bearable, but whose midnight howls echo along darkened corridors? i could have a wicker chair and wear a lap blanket and a velvet robe. i'd have my own bevy of servants to attend to the mundane duties i cannot muster the energy for.

That actually sounds cool. Despite the pain. Interesting might be the word I'm looking for. I want an interesting life like that. *le dark & gothic novel sigh*
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