And it began with a whimper not a shout. Day after day the fibro has been acting up for most of a week now. Then I wake up on my birthday with a raw throat and a stuffed head. This sucks!
I wanted a quiet birthday week this year instead I have been fighting my demons left, right and center. Sure its quiet but in entirely the wrong way.
One more birthday tomorrow and then our big birthday week will be done for another year. Honestly if I could change my birth date I would. Four birthdays in four days plus thanksgiving in the same week can make a girl crazy.