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Resting and taking time out for yourself is very important! Overdoing things just makes everything worse. I'm really bad a pacing... I always have been and it's something I really need to work on. If someone asks me to do something I have huge issues saying no. However, today I'm saying no.

I was meant to go to the shops and buy some makeup and christmas presents, however I woke up very very early from a nightmare (EDS and anaesthesia) and after I got home from hydrotherapy my ankle became really sore. I had a shower, cooked chicken and veggie noodles and minestrone (for later) and now I'm on the couch with my ankle propped up. It's very sore today so I decided to do all my jobs tomorrow. I need it to be ok for placement so I am pacing myself. It probably has something to do with all the physio and stuff I did yesterday. But it was still worth it. I didn't want to of to the pool this morning, but I have only missed one day from being very sick so I dragged myself out of bed and once I got in the pool it wasn't that bad. Although once I got out I felt 10x worse. Some times I feel amazing coming out of the pool and others I feel like I've been hit by a truck. So now my lunch for the next week is cooked I can sit and relax. Maybe watch some tv or something.

It would have been good to get everything done today but that's the thing about being chronically ill, you have to be very flexible!

BB  :)
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