Spring is finally started to come to Southeast Michigan, and with it, the expected fibromyalgia craziness.
First, mid-February’s snow storms brought pain due to humidity changes, but the solid week of snow after brought some relief. And just when my body thinks, ‘we are in the deep of winter and I’m good with this,’ the temperature rises again and all of the snow melts.
My body has now changed to the ‘what the heck?!?’ spring transitional mode early; this usually doesn’t happen until mid-March at least. These transitional periods mean that fibromyalgia symptoms can change daily. (And sometimes even hourly!)
Seven years after diagnosis, I feel like I should be ready for this. I should know that my body is going to do this until the temperature starts getting into the mid 50s on a regular basis, and I should plan my activity levels accordingly. But for all of my planning and scheming to take it easy on myself during these spring thaws, it seems something always gets thrown in that causes my plans to go out the window. This time, it’s crazy work hours, some mental health work and a low-grade infection (a UTI that I have antibiotics for because all of my tips and tricks to take care of it aren’t working anymore…if you want TMI…)
This past week, it all caught up to me. By Friday, I was part zombie, part comfort-food-carnivore; I was exhausted but would eat every bit of food you put in front of me. That evening, I didn’t just fall asleep; I passed out.
And I slept. And slept some more. 13 hours later, I finally woke up. And while I was no longer this zombie/carnivore hybrid thing, I still decided that everything that had been planned for the day was not gonna happen. Instead, I sat curled in my comfy chair watching my husband play video games the entire day until I passed out again.
And slept another 13 hours.
After the second sleeping session, I started feeling like myself again. I did a (modified) weekly run and continued to rest to shore up energy for the beginning of the work week. And looking back on things, I should have realized I was coming due for another fibromyalgia reset.
A fibro reset is exactly what it sounds like. Your body goes offline by sleeping deeply for 16-26 hours in order to reset your energy levels and mental capacity. I usually need one of these once every two months. But although I can tell when my body is starting to gear up for one, I don’t get to choose when the actual reset is going to happen. I’ll just wake up one day and either realize I’m still so exhausted I can’t get out of the bed (which is a majority of what my sick days are from), or I’ll be doing something and suddenly I can barely keep my eyes open.
I’ve found resets to be a lot like turning your computer off and on again. And it’s only until after the reset takes place that you realize how much things were starting to slip. You start to see the laundry piling up, tasks at work not being done completely, your diet and exercise regime going out the window, and other surprising things like a kitchen starting to look like the hubby created four different new recipes and none of them were ever cleaned up. And after you get over the shock of missing things, you can slowly start to pick up where you left off and get on with daily living.
I’ll admit, I’m not a fan of fibro resets because of their frustration factor. It seems like you just start getting into a new habit or routine when one happens, and it means you lose most of the momentum you’ve gained over the past two months. This is especially true with the diet and exercise. Even two days where you don’t keep moving or eating to your appropriate plan will take away months of work, making you feel like you are going backwards. Still, I can’t stop them from occurring. And I have tried everything I can think of to do so.
So thanks to the reset, I’m going to have to be spending this week figuring out what I’ve lost. So far, I think it’s just my stamina that has taken a big step back as I’m recognizing I’m pushing myself more to get normal chores and my exercise done. I’ve also noticed the daily stretches have become harder to do again, which makes me wonder if I need to bump back my stretching to easier exercises.
Yes, I know – To the average person, I’m sure it sounds like I’m being ridiculous. How could 48 hours of being out of commission cause anyone to lose strength, stamina or flexibility?
Welcome to the exasperation that is fibromyalgia.
The good news is that I had some good habits established before the reset. So that will help make up some ground. In the meantime, I’ll also do a quick revisit to my diet and exercise routines to see if they need an update, or if there is something that would work better for me. So at least the check-in actions will be something good that comes out of this.
Overall, I’m sure it’s a good thing to have a regular reset, much like resetting your computer or phone every now and then. At least on a computer or other electronic device, they function better (or at least more normal) after a reset is complete. If that was the case with a fibro reset, I’d be marking the calendar and counting the days toward the next one.
After this week’s check in, I’ll move forward again with modified plans, and see how far I can get toward my stamina and strength goals. I have to keep moving and stay positive about all of this. After all, gardening season is coming up and I have plans for my beautiful gardening space.