October is the missing month in my life. Having fibromyalgia means that I spend most of the month battling both fatigue and pain. Well, less battling and more sleeping through. Suddenly my rush through life slows to a crawl. I start conserving energy where ever I can, and things that bring me joy slip to the back burner. Doctors have tried a variety of medicines to help with varying response. This year I added regular walking and yoga to equation, which helped a lot.
I still stopped photography. I stopped going in to New York. I stopped writing. I just coped.
I was just starting to feel like myself again and then I had a significant event in my personal life. I’m sure I’ll be back on my feet with my camera and writing, but I’ll need to coast and cope for a little while longer.