Some days I just hate my body....

I woke up Friday in so much joint pain and whining so much that K was ready to take me to ER. I had to take my allotment of two pain pills all in the morning just so I could function enough to go to work to file a tax report that was due. *sigh* I hurt all frickin' day! I didn't get to work until 12:30pm. I just slept on the couch that night. I told K that's where I would end up anyway, why not just stay there. We had dinner with K's brother and family. Dnephew wanted to spend the night, but I just couldn't do it. I offered Saturday night. At 4am, I finally caved a took one of Saturday's pills so I could sleep stop hurting enough to sleep. But then I had to make it the rest of the day with nothing but Motrin if I wanted to save my other pill for bedtime so I could sleep. It really sucks how undertreated chronic pain is. I'm suppose to make the 60 pills last 30 days, but what about days when that's not enough? The response I get is "you have to make them last". I when I hurt beyond belief, I have to just suck it up b/c I don't know what the future holds and I could need the extra pills later and could short myself. It just totally BITES!! Needless to say, it's been a rough weekend. Sunday wasn't so bad b/c it *finally* snowed. K calls me the human barameter. I went to a friend's house Saturday evening for dinner and fellowship. It was nice to have the distraction from the pain and the fatigue. Holding the baby was therapeutic. We took Dnpehew and he was an angel and played with my friend's two older children really well. I had to bail on the sleepover though. :( I did offer to let him take home my GeoTrax Train Set. Some days it just sucks to be in my body. So much of the hysterectomy making me 100% better. Oh! And to add insult to injury, I'm having night sweats and hotflashes again. Can't win for losing right now.