Mom the Hero and a Bed Frame

February 3, 2016

Another long and painful day. I woke up with my back on fire again. Getting out of bed caused me a lot of pain and tears. After an attempt to go to the bathroom, I retreated back to the bed where I put on a heating pad (here is the one I use) for about ten minutes.

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It did not help. My back was past the heating pad point this morning. I don’t know why it’s been acting up the last few days. It may be the stomach flu that is still wreaking havoc on my body, back included. Or it could be the bed frame. That may sound strange, but let me explain why.

When we lived in an apartment in 2014 to 2015, our bedroom wasn’t large enough for a king size bed frame. Instead, we kept the box spring and mattress on the floor. Then we bought a home in the summer of 2015, and when we moved in that fall we had enough room for our bed frame. Ever since we’ve had the mattress on the bed frame, my back has been hurting. My husband’s back has been hurting, too.

It has to be the bed frame, and not the crazy sleep cycle of fibromyalgia. I need to test out my suspicion. Hmmm….

Back to today – I went to see my gynecologist today about my lower abdomen pains and bleeding. After a quick examination he determined that I have scar tissue so low that it’s causing bleeding (always an issue after I have surgeries), and my ovaries may have dropped down too low. An ultrasound has been scheduled to check out the ladies down there. We’ll see what happens.

My dad is done with radiation and chemo therapy treatments, so he got to ring his bell. He was showered with praise, encouragement, and cheering. Oh, and lots and lots of flowers and balloons. I’m so proud of him. It’s been a long hard road for him, but now it’s time for his body to recover from all those harsh toxins that is in his body.

My dad and me at Great Falls, Virginia
Daddy and me at Great Falls, Virginia, 2013

Today I was a mom hero! Usually the hero of the family is my husband with his awesome finds and epic saves. After hunting in three stores for a popular toy requested by my oldest son, I found the famous Kendama. On the way out of Target, I also found a golf set for my youngest son, and a Shopkins Shoppies Doll for my oldest daughter (she makes videos of her Shopking and My Little Pony collections – watch the videos here).

When they came home from school, my finds were setting on the table for them to see. They were beyond excited to see each toy! I didn’t know it, but my son felt left out for not having a Kendama, and he didn’t want to guilt trip me into buying him one. And the Shopkins toy? Yeah, it’s new, and my daughter has secretly wanted one for some time. The golf set is something we get for our youngest son once a year because the balls get lost or his younger sister hides them.

EPIC MOM HERO!!

It felt great being a hero to my kids after days of feeling worn down and out. We played for awhile with each toy, and I valued that time with them. They will be too “grown up” and cool to play with mommy in a few short years. I’m taking advantage of it while I can.

After dinner I got a little crazy and spontaneous with my kids. I decided I was done looking at the previous owners’ hideous wallpaper in my dining room, kitchen, and sun room areas. So I asked them if they wanted to rip it all down. After looking at me for a few seconds in complete confusion deciding if I was serious or not, they rushed to help me peel the hideousness off the walls. We got the Echo playing ’80s music, which my kids love, and the entire family ripped off all the paper minus the areas too high to reach. It already looks better and it’s only been ripped off the walls.

I’m tired of my ugly wallpaper. #bored #ugly #wallpaper #familytime

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My husband listened patiently to my theory of the bed frame hurting my back, and without question or complaint, moved the boxspring and mattress to the floor. I love that man. He believes in my crazy.

I’m off to bed to see if my back is feeling any better in the morning. At this point, I really don’t think my back could hurt any worse.

Good night, friends

Disclaimer: Please understand that everyone is different in their journey with fibromyalgia and/or chronic illness. This is my journey, my stories, my vulnerability to share with you in order to help in some way. It is in no way to compare my journey with yours or to minimize your pains, feelings, or experiences. Please do not comment with any negativity.

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Brandi

I'm Brandi, follower of Christ, wife to an amazing, supportive husband, blessed mother to four sweet children, and a fellow spoonie. Facebook-+-Twitter-+-Instagram

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