Oh, right, I have Fibro.

For the most part this year, my pain has been easily managed. Don’t get me wrong. I certainly have pain. I always have pain. But I’m learning to tolerate it better.

For the most part.

Then days like today happen. I feel like there are electrodes attached to approximately 200 points on my body and I’m being slowly but consistently shocked.

It’s low voltage.

But holy shit. It is really fucking there right now. Thinking I’m infallible isn’t something that normally happens, but when I have a day like today I am strongly reminded that I am most certainly not.

It’s like a few times a year every single part of me that can flare does all at once. It’s been building up for a few days. Yesterday it was my ribs. First a “zap” on the left. Then a “zap” on the right. It comes and goes on its own terms and it doesn’t include me when announcing its plans. I’ve been having trouble sleeping but wasn’t sure why. My body has reminded me why.

It’s good to have reminders. It keeps me honest. It slows me down.

Most of all it is part of what makes up the incredibly difficult puzzle that is Nix.