Groovy Gma with FND

I live in a brand-new apartment complex and right next-door is a construction site. On Friday the semis started arriving at about 4 AM. This morning, Tuesday, they started arriving before 3 AM. The LED headlights are flashing in my bedroom window at about the same time that my cat Frank decides to start tormenting my cat, Buddy. The combination of things woke me up and I was not happy about it. I started to call the police to complain about the construction site, but nothing I say is gonna stop them. I gave up on that and picked up my phone and started playing my Zombie Miner game. I’m on mine 80. I love that this game is one that I can pick up and play a little and it’s OK if I set it down and let it go for a few hours. Sometimes distraction is the only peace I get.

The first thing I feel when I wake up in the morning is a headache. I have headaches every single day. I suffer from multiple headache issues, migraines, headaches from sleep apnea. I have a cervical artery dissection that causes headaches; if I don’t eat over the course of several hours, I’ll develop a headache, I get stress and tension headaches as well.

Then the physical pain sets in as I start to move. Bilateral shoulder pain, neck pain, low back pain, pelvic pain in my SI joints, my knee that has needed surgery for nearly ten years, my broken foot from kicking a door in early October 2025. I don’t dare do a full body stretch because that can lead to severe pain in any number of areas.

I get tired of pretending it’s all manageable. It’s not. Some nights I just sit in the dark and lket the noise, the pain, and the anger wash over me until it dulls a little. Then I take a breath, feed my cats, and start another day. It’s not strength-it’s survival.