Hi Becky, sounds like you are having a hard time. Hope that this is a flare and will get better for you.
Sometimes I just feel like the regular flu: achy all over, extra sensitive skin, feeling feverish without a fever, lethargic. Sometimes I hurt a lot all over and cannot get comfortable no matter what I do. Pressure anywhere on my body hurts because it feels like there is a giant bruise under my skin all over my body. The fibro points whatchamacallits hurt way worse. Somedays I feel pretty good and have mild pain that is tolerable. Then, for no reason, bam! it will hit me. Usually that happens when I am out doing stuff like shopping or walking - walking fine one minute - walking like a 90 yr old woman the next.
Sometimes I am exhausted for no apparent reason (except fibro). Sometimes when people talk to me if feels like the ideas have to get through thick pea soup to reach my brain. I hear words words words, what do you think? I brain grasps for a thought and it is not there.
The other day I had fog pretty bad. I was (still) working on my thesis and it wasn't going so well. When that happens I write whatever word I come up with and highlight it so I can go back and fix it later. For some reason, I was able to think of the words circuitous and indicitive, which is pretty random. But when my husband asked me where I wanted to go for icecream, I had nothing but blank space!
Becky, I always have pain in my back, shoulders, and neck. Right now you can add my upper right arm, fingers, and left foot. Each day is a little different for me. I keep the pain under control. I don't wait until I'm miserable before I take my ibuprofen. That's important for me.
You mentioned you don't want to move. Not moving can make the pain worse. That's why we are soooo stiff in the mornings. We've been lying in bed all night. Try the stretching exercises in the Fibro 101 thread. They really do help. Also, walk, get up and walk around every few minutes if you can. That helps to keep the muscles more flexible.
Like trolls beat me all night with a meat mallet. But there are good days and on those, I feel like I just got whacked a few times with soup ladle.