Fighting PCOS Naturally

Lately I've really been fighting with the fatigue issues that come along with fibromyalgia. I slept almost the entire weekend, even missing a workday because I slept through all the alarms and Hubs trying to wake me up. Being exhausted is exhausting. I had planned on stopping at the library before work today, and gave up on that idea when I woke up. I decided that the extra 30min of sleep was more important than a book. And it is. But some days, when I'm staring at my computer, trying to concentrate on what I should be doing, I get teary-eyed. Some days I just can't focus, and all my body wants to do is sleep. As a way of fighting it, I load up on coffee (with no sugar!). Of course, then you could do some googling and find out that caffeine isn't all that great for people with fibro. I'm sure it's not that great for any of the other issues I fight with. But the coffee really doesn't help. It gives me a short burst of focus, then I have to have another cup to...

Last night Hubs and I got on the subject of fate. Although I don't like the thought of my actions being controlled by fate, there are some situations where I was incredibly happy that some things just worked out like fate. If it wasn't for visiting Hubs' aunt right after she got a new puppy, I wouldn't have my cuddly 4-legged child Spike. I knew at some point I would have a dog, but if it wasn't for Spike, I would probably still be dog-less. Spike showed up in our lives when I needed him the most. If it wasn't for Hubs' lawsuit settlement, we wouldn't have Squeeks, my silly little shoulder pirate. One of the sparkles of my eye. My noisy dishwashing partner. But I can go back farther than that. Hubs said he considered dropping out of college when he got shot - 6 months before we met. He said he was really glad that he didn't quit, because he wouldn't have met me. We are both glad that didn't happen. If I hadn't married my first hus...