This entire day has been an absolute bust. I've done almost nothing except sit in my recliner and use my netbook (it is easier on my hands and wrists because it is lighter than a laptop).
On days like today I feel that my body and I are on opposite sides of some great war. I want to try and make the pain separate from my body. This gives me some hope that things will get better if I keep fighting for the energy just to exist.
This is merely a psychological game that gets me through especially rough spots. In reality if there were anything I could do to make it better, I would have already done it. If I don't feel like I have some hope of getting better soon, my mind just can't accept it.