This is one of those days. One of those days when I am almost completely incapacitated. Inactivity is already painful. Any movement made is EXCRUCIATING. And the only thing that I want to do all day is to fidget and find a remotely rare position in which I feel relatively comfortable in, and stay in that position for the longest time possible.
Synovitis+++ in both shoulders(and these are the joints that are very murderous), both wrists, finger joints, both hips, and a knee. Bursitis in the other knee. With a terribly achy back from a mere 3 hours in heels that are barely 3 inches high yesterday. Couldn’t even stand up straight, nor walk without a limp.
Life is awesome. Yay.
Actually no. I feel like dying. Or getting knocked unconscious. Hurts so fucking badly really. I want to moan and groan, but I don’t think I’m allowed to. I want to talk to someone about it. But that’s just attention-seeking. So I’ll just shut my gap, grit and bear, and just wait for it to blow over.
Like it always does. And like what I’m always expected to do.
And feeling like a mighty whale. Back to where I was I guess- restricting till no end. I was miserable, but at least I wasn’t that fat. Better to be hungry than fat. Right.
I’m sorry if I sounded very self-consumed, but this is my only outlet to vent my frustrations.
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