For me, it's every day. I can remember the night it started, over 30 years ago....I was pregnant for the first time. We went to a New Year's Eve party, where the music was impossible for me to take, so I went in the bedroom and buried my heads in all the coats on the bed! No one understood that one.
Another time, we went to a Chuck Mangione concert. My hubby agreed it was too loud, but I was actually in pain. We had to leave early.
PE is the one class I've never subbed in - I know there's no way I could handle all the yelling little high-pitched voices, echoing off the walls! Added to that, I have depth-and-motion-perception problems, so a bunch of balls
bouncing every which-way would turn my stomach for sure.
Ah, fibro. It does keep us wondering!
Debbie