Finding Happiness in Hugs

You will never hear me complain about the amplified pain that is brought on by hugs.  Never!!  I may get snarky about them in a humous way, but I will not complain!!  I had such a great time this last weekend with some absolutely amazing Bronco Nuts!!  I will willingly pay, for as long as it takes, for these zapping skin flares and vibrating tuning forks that I call "bones" to subside.  On Saturday, and with my fave sidekicks, ColoAngel and Fave Hubs, we journeyed to Denver for Nut Summit 2013 and I wasn't anxious about the pain that I knew would come because I was with them.  2 years ago the only thing that we, The Nuts, knew that we had in common was our love for the Denver Broncos, and now we're as close as we can get without being biologically related.  Boy howdy did I get hugged that night ... and I loved every minute of it!!  I got hugs from all over Colorado, Washington state, a double whammy from NY, and I got a Bear hug from Wyoming!!  I finally got to comiserate with the Princess, harass the Fader, and not feel like a giant among the women.  With Houdini as our batender, there was way too much fun to be had by all!!  My only regret was not being able to go to the Broncos/Redskins game the next day.  Hey, I'm a Spoonie and I can't do it all.  I don't have to like it, but I do have to accept it.

I knew that I'd need a distraction this week so I had shows and movies lined up and food cooked and frozen for later consumption.  I thought I had escaped the worst of the blood detox so I only prepared for the RSD pain ... I was wrong and I am screwd ... momentarily.  These last 2 days I have gone through most of my stash of post-treatment-puke-bags and I can only wear sweats that have elastic around the waist because I'm so weak that I'm just not quick enough to get to the bathroom and get my sweats untied in time.  This truly sux!!  Only 1 more week ... 1 more week ... holy crap I hafta make it 1 more week.  I have absolutely no clue where I'm going to get the strength and spoons to survive 1 more week.  I'm pooped!! (literally) ... I'm exhausted ... I'm in pain ... I'm nauseous ... I can't stay asleep for more than 2 hours ... I haven't showered since before the Nut Summit on Saturday because I'm afraid of how the water will feel ... I'm a w-r-e-c-k, wreck!! 

But I'm still blessed and happy!!  I have wonderful memories of wonderful people, my best friend keeps making me giggle, my dog won't leave my side, and my folks have returned from KS so now I don't have to go to the store for more toilet paper and ginger ale.  I can get thru anything RSD throws at me as long as have my dog and my people and faith!!!!!

And now I shall resume my position in the big, brown, comfy chair with Kiva draped around my shoulders like a boa and await delivery from My Mom!!!