Spring Blows

I'm referring to the wind, maybe.  

I always experience an increase in symptoms during the spring. Especially in relation to the sympathetic systems, It's allergy season and everything is blooming and mating and growing and blowing around in the wind, and the wind in New Mexico is no joke. 

All kinds of previously checked symptoms start rebelling requiring me to change the way I'm managing again. Exhausting. 

My hands are taking a beating right now. At night I am experiencing this heaviness, weakness, in my arms and as I am trying to lay down to relax the palms of my hands will start to burn. They throb and ache and I can feel the burn happening in other places as well; my ears, feet, nose, face, and neck -this is nothing new just intensified during this time of year. The burn is like smoldering fire not like direct heat and my hands will feel dry, tight, and bruised. It hurts to move and it travels up my arms and into my shoulders and armpits making it very uncomfortable to lay down or to sleep. This feeling alternates between intense pressure and heat to icy cold stiffness. 

I have tried so many things to relieve this feeling and have never found anything even mildly effective. I have no idea how to manage this symptom. I can ignore it to a point, but it makes me irritable and a little depressive. It is not the most painful thing I deal with but for some reason it is hard for me to ignore. I like to read and it makes it very hard to concentrate or find a comfortable position. 

Also, it activates the Triangle of Doom. That's what I'm calling the head, neck, shoulder combo that happens in fibromyalgia. You know what I mean I'm sure you do. Your shoulders are touching your earlobes and you can't seem to relax them, muscles spasm constantly. You can feel those stupid tender points maybe even trigger points all the way through your shoulder blades to the front ribs. You clench your jaw and take those stupid short halting breaths that just reinforce the pain cycle. I know this is bad and I spend a significant amount of time and energy controlling those behaviors so I'm not in a flare cycle, but this undoes it quite neatly.    

Gah, I hate spring. It'll pass and I'll grin and bear it until it does, but I am terribly irritable and antisocial during this time. The wind is like the Earths ultimate torture device, it's crazy making. Like every sounds, smell, taste, and texture, all rolled up into one big ball of I'm not touching you.... Crazy making. 

Deep Breath.