I figured calling this blog simply Rebecca's World means that I can post about pretty much anything and everything that I want to. As I am disabled and housebound, my world perhaps is not as large as some other's, but I still find life and my world pretty interesting. 

I am not going to dwell on the reason I am disabled, other than to say that I have a condition called fibromyalgia, which affects every part of my body. I am in a lot of pain and sometimes that does get so out of control that my medication cannot help. At that moment in time the pain consumes my world, everything else phases out into a distant dream and I am transported to a place where there is nothing but pain and misery. It does not last, at least not for more than a few days at a time. Once it is over that world of pain is gone, difficult to remember the intensity of what I felt during that time. 

For most of the time I am at a controlled level of pain and able to do some of the things I have always loved. I read - excessively! My genre's of choice do tend to be horror, thrillers and science fiction; mostly in the form of that amazing man, Terry Pratchett. At the moment zombie novels do seem to feature rather heavily in my reading list, as do post-apocalyptic tales. Hopefully this is not a sign of things to come, but merely one of my obsessive reading phases. They do happen from time to time; actually, if I'm honest I am a little obsessive about things full stop. Back when I was still able to do the washing up (see, disability has to have some advantages and not washing up is definitely on the list) I used to have to have everything in the sink a certain way. If things were not in the correct position I would take everything out of the bowl and then put things back in the 'right' way. I know, I know, that is an odd thing to do, but it is not like I thought the world would end if they were in wrong, I just could not put my hands in and wash up until things were right...

As you can tell my mind does tend to wander off on some rather strange segues. It is just the way it is and I seriously doubt I am likely to change; but then again the cognitive symptoms of my condition are getting worse, so I could be wrong about that.