Fibro Fatigue

It is such a challenge to sleep with burning feet. With the need to keep them uncovered comes the problem of keeping the rest of me warm enough to sleep. I have tried many ridiculous-looking arrangements, with limited results. I even had my ankles in cardboard or foam "stocks" to protect my body from the fan blowing on my feet. It worked only a little bit. I finally gave up on that. The best fix is using Lyrica to drug me through the night--which makes me dizzy, and when severe causes nausea, and then I'm really incapacitated. And when I don't sleep, my muscle fatigue and cramping and fibro symptoms escalate. Last night my husband scolded me for soaking my feet in ice water before bedtime. "Are you keeping track of how long you are soaking in water? Are there ice cubes in there? Are you getting addicted to ice again?" I held my tongue; he was just trying to help; I said, "I know." It's so hard to know where to draw the line. I still have the ...

So last November I had a heavy metals test done and found I was at 12 times normal levels of lead. How and where did i get exposed? Probably from the first house we bought that we repainted inside and out twenty years ago--when I got sick, and have been ever since. I am chelating the lead out with IV and oral chelators. It has been nearly six months, and I'm still waiting for results. My feet are my hardest trial, but I suffer pain all over. My stomach gets crampy, my diaphragmatic muscles aaaache, my left arm and back hurts. Still, I lift it all up to Christ, who suffered along with me. I still get out while it's cool in the mornings and inspect the garden, putzing around and planning for the future. We had several trees cut down by the road crews this week, and I am jazzed about converting that stretch of land in berry bushes and nice fencing. Of course, I can't do it myself, and my husband isn't jazzed about it, so we'll see what I can arrange, or afford. P.S. ...