painful day.

I thought I'd write my woes to my blog instead of crying in the forums. I don't feel quite so broadcast that way. I'm not really an attention seeker, I don't say much about it at home or work except when I really have to and at times I want to scream shout and cry to someone how really awful I feel just to get it out of my system. I don't want sympathy or pity but the emotions of having an illness and not being able to do anything about it gets so bottled up sometimes I feel I will explode.
Today was one of those days.
It started much the same as usual, waking up more tired than when I went to bed and a bit stiff and creaky making it a chore to get dressed, but get dressed I did and off we went to work. It doesn't help that work is a bit boring right now, not much going on and I don't really have enough to fill out my day. I move around as much as I can get away with but today as the hours tucked by I'm getting sorer and sorer. It probably the change to the damp dreary weather. My list of what isn't hurting would be very much shorter than the list of what is. By 4:30 I was very glad to be going home. I didn't want to have to leave early again so I just sucked it up... it's not like I have any heavy lifting or anything. So I got home, slammed something quick and easy in the oven for my dinner and plonked my idle arse on my sofa and that's where it's gonna stay till I go to bed.
I hope I'm just mobile enough to have a nice soak and wobble at the swimming pool tomorrow.