For is for fighting

It's Sunday and I tried with all my will  to still stay strong last night.I  took the scary meds the hospital prescribed but was still left in the silence of my own pain with the strong presence of my unwanted visitor........"Fibromyalgia".

The intensity became very overwhelming,strong pain ozzed through my face, chest and ribs,where it soon settled with the intensity of not leaving any time soon.

I tried as I did not to complain but rang 000 soon the presence of a fibro fighter would arrive, and there would be some hope.

I spent yet another night in hospital.....until the intensity of my visitor eventually soon subsided.

I'm home aging now and and trying to not be the burden of the household.....or annoyance of a mother or wife,will be strong and think of positive thoughts.....tomorow is a new day....

F is for fighting.......which is what I am.......but For is is fabulous and fun which is what I want to be........

Here's tomorow brings a small ray of sunshine........