Monday, 20 July 2015


When I am in a flare of fibromyalgia or lupus, keeping clean can be a difficult chore. But it is important that we try to keep ourselves dainty and I have learned a few things that help...

Bathing and drying and dressing exhaust me, I vary my time in taking a bath depending on how well I feel.  If I have enough spoons/energy, I will bathe in the morning, if not I will take a shower before bed as Chris is home and he helps me get dried and into my nightie. (When you are chronically ill, you quickly get over being humbled by needing assistance- you are grateful for any help available.)

When I have a really bad day, I don't bathe as such. Instead, I find it helps to at least wash my face, and use a baby wipe on my body paying particular attention to my body folds..  and then I brush my teeth. Sometimes I don't even remove my nightie, but just do a quick APC (armpits and crotch) That done, I spray on some anti-perspirant. It doesn't take much energy or time and makes one feel refreshed. With my polymyalgia rheumatica and arthritis, it is hard to raise my arms to brush my hair so I keep it short..

Lately I have not been taking showers as the water on my skin actually hurts. Instead I have been taking a bath. Because hot water elevates blood pressure, and also makes the heart pound, causing angina, I make the bath warm. It also stops nosebleeds by not having the water too hot. I get quite a few of them, made worse by the blood-thinners I take daily.

Work out what's best for you, but try to keep dainty in a flare. It helps us psychologically to know we are clean, and helps avoid skin and yeast infections common with some illnesses such as diabetes. And if you are diabetic, make sure you dry between your toes and get someone to check for ulcers or sores...

That's another good reason for staying dainty everyday, not just in a flare!

"But you, when you fast, anoint your head and wash your face, Matthew 6:17

Saturday, 11 July 2015

Going through the motions of wellness

Now that the funeral of my ex-husband is over I find that my body has wilted. I am not sure if it is a flare of my fibromyalgia/Lupus or just weaning off prednisolone or the stress that the last week has brought.

Whatever, I have only managed to go to the chemist today. No housework at all except cooking for us.  I am feverishly counting spoons because tomorrow I want enough energy to go to church. I couldn't go to the prayer meeting last night, but God willing, I will go to the pre-service prayer meeting tomorrow.

I will be taking pain-killers before I go and will employ some makeup to create a look of wellness. And I will be praying for God's strength because I just know tomorrow I will wake up feeling blah.

This is not negativity speaking but knowledge of the old broken vessel of a body that is mine until Glory. But, with His help, I will be able to attend.

So, on a wing and a prayer, and lots of Revlon, I should be able to make it. We Sacrificial Home Keepers are excellent at going through the motions of wellness.

Warm gentle hugs, Glenys

God is my strength and power: and he maketh my way perfect. 2 Samuel 22:33

Friday, 3 July 2015


This morning my ex-husband died suddenly but peacefully at his home. We were married for 25 years and it was not a marriage made in heaven. In fact, he gave me 25 years of hell, which he himself confessed after our eventual divorce.

God has been preparing me for this day, in fact He brought my ex-husband to desire my forgiveness, which he got. 

Not only did I forgive him but the day he had risky heart surgery a few months ago, I led my grandchildren, who I was minding in praying for him.  

Why am I sharing with you? you ask. Because I see God's loving Hand in preparing me for this day, which He knows would have the capacity to tear me apart.  You cannot endure such hatred aimed at you, mingled with regret at what wasn't to be, and to bear someone 4 children, without feeling anguished. But I am not.

We made our peace that day three years ago at my son-in-law's 30th birthday. Knowing him as well as I do, I knew he was asking for my forgiveness without actually voicing it, and he sensed that he got it as he was welcomed to have tea at our daughters' home when she was recovering from surgery and I was looking after her.

When she later told him that I had prayed for his surgery, she said he was pleased. He was many things, but stupid wasn't one of them. He knew he was forgiven..

Today, I am sad of course.  I never wished him to die, and I am anguished to hear my children and grandchildren cry. But I am also filled with love for my LORD because I can see His loving Hand in preparing my heart for today.  Especially with my present health problems too. 

I chose to forgive, prayed for my enemy and received the peace that passes all understanding. But more importantly, I stand in awe of God's  love and protection for me. Thanks to His guidance, I have nothing to feel guilty about and can truly be at peace as I serve and love our grieving children.

© Glenys Robyn Hicks

For he shall have judgment without mercy, that hath shewed no mercy; and mercy rejoiceth against judgment. James 2:13
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