Yesterday, I had a GOOD DAY. I Went to breakfast with a friend. Came home and made some phone calls instead of collapsing. Used my Nutribullet for the first time for lunch, and made a nutritious and delicious green smoothie. Took a trip to Home Depot for some flowers. Made a healthy dinner. Took a walk.
It was not a typical day for me, which usually entails going to one doctor's appointment and then curling up with Netflix for the rest of the day. Generally, the thought of cutting vegetables or taking a shower or making a phone call is just too overwhelming. So it wasn't just nice to have energy, but to have clarity of thought and a positive outlook as well.
However, as sometimes happens when I have a GOOD DAY, I didn't have a very good night. The aches and pains, especially in my legs, were off the charts. Even though I only went for a simple walk around the neighborhood, I felt as if I had run a marathon. And I guess for a chronically-fatigued Lymie, I sort of did.
So perhaps I did too much yesterday, or pushed my body past its limits. But trust me when I tell you -- one can only rest so much. At this point I'd rather walk/move and risk being in pain, than sit around and do nothing for the rest of my life.