I had a phenomenal weekend. It was fun, delightful, crazy, challenging, exhilarating, and exhausting.
But I hit my Fibro brick wall. The wall where you just know you have to lay down or you could collapse, die, or push yourself past a brink no one with Fibro should ever go. I hit it last night about 10 p.m. The Chicago Blackhawks had just won their 2nd game of the Stanley Cup finals and hubster was super excited! I wanted to be excited, but I had nothing left in me to give. I barely gave him a high five and muttered my exhaustion, before starting to get ready for bed, prepping lunches for the next day, etc. I should have done all that before laying on the couch to watch the last half hour or so of the game. Instead, I pushed too hard.
Then I had to push past my exhaustion to do more things and then I regretted it big time! So despite needing sleep desperately, I was in and out of fits of sleep for 2 hours. I was in sooo much pain and fatigue at that point that sleep even seemed pointless to help.
I'm thankful that Tim is acclimating to my use of the term "Fibro wall" or "I've hit my wall", because he knows there's no choice but to run help me, or make me go lay down.
Do you other chronically ill people out there know what I mean? What do you refer to it as?
Today I definitely regret having pushed so hard after hitting my wall last night. But I don't regret what I did this weekend. Overall did I push too hard? I'm not sure. I enjoyed everything I did. As I was doing it I wasn't having to focus on my body shutting down or freaking out. Nothing I did was stressful and was all pretty relaxing...it was just a lot of go-go-go with no real rest. I think I did pretty well; I just think by the end of it all, as the adrenaline wore off, so did my energy and thereby quickly-hitting-the-wall effect hit hard and fast.
How was your holiday weekend? Or just weekend in general for those not in the U.S. celebrating Memorial Day?