It’s Not So Easy to Party

It’s Not So Easy to Party
Christine Tender Points This week, a friend of mine held a cocktail party for those of us who offered her assistance while her husband was hospitalized at the same time she'd had the flu. Little did she know what a thrill it was for me to have been able to help on the day she needed me. I'd been the one asking for a favor rather than the one granting one too many times in my life. I felt like I owed her a party instead! These days, I have mixed feelings about attending parties of any kind. On one hand, it's an occasion for socializing. Being the "people person" I am, this opportunity is always welcome. On the other hand, parties can be difficult for people with fibromyalgia. The first hurdle is the drink. Almost everyone I know drinks alcohol socially. I do, too, on days when I'm not feeling nauseous from IBS or when I'm not taking a medication that doesn't mix. But rather than discuss my digestive difficulties, I always accept half a glass of wine. There's an art to nursing that half-glass for an entire evening, and I've learned that art really well. The next hurdle is the food. For a
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