Another day in paradise.

Day 2 of crankiness in the making. I slept pretty great last night (was in bed by 9:30) but I’m still in a lot of fibro pain today. This is getting out of hand. I know, I know, I can hear everyone saying “GO TO THE DOCTOR!” but why? They can’t do anything. And I won’t take pain medicine. Okay, I will but not consistently. I have a fear of any type of addictive pill, or addictive drug for that matter.

I just know that I hurt and it makes for a long, kind of miserable day. I really wonder if it’s the weather change.

My dad is not well. His legs are extremely swollen, like to the point he has NO ankles. He’s swollen clear into his knees and his toes are almost purple from being so big. He’s supposed to call the doctor this morning and try to get in. I’m very concerned. I may have to duck out today to try to get to the doctor with him or something. I’m truly hoping she admits him. His legs are HORRIBLE. *sigh*

I may call the doctor myself today since I lecture dad about it. We'll see.