This blog is in no way intended to diagnose, treat or advise anyone dealing with Fibromyalgia or any other medical disorder/disease. Please consult medical professionals for that. Now, with that out of the way, on to what this blog is about…my life as a Fibromite. It’s been a long road to recovery, my journey with Fibromyalgia has, and it is far from over. I was diagnosed in 2011. I have cursed Fibromyalgia many times throughout the years. I miss having a body that I could make do whatever I wanted at a moments notice, that could drop weight rapidly with barely any changes. I miss sleeping like the dead every night and waking up energized, clear-headed, ready to go again, running on steam. But, along the way, something surprising happened. I found how grateful I am for what Fibromyalgia has given me as well. Is that to say I love being sick? Absolutely not! But I have learned to love (and recognize) so much about myself, my habits, at how interconnected my body, mind and soul ...
I find my Fibromyalgia changes so much that when asked which symptom has been the worst for me, I can’t give the same answer from one day to the next. One week, the brain fog is worse, another the pain or fatigue is. And at the times those seem to be under control, other symptoms are cropping up. It’s hard to explain how the symptoms change or how the pain migrates to someone who doesn’t have it. The years it can take before finally knowing what we have can be frustratingly too many as it is, as anyone who has this knows. Add in that it is a very misunderstood disease, even within the medical community, it’s no wonder we run around in circles looking for help. Ten years into the diagnosis with this disease and still some people look at me like I’m crazy when I talk about it. There are people who ask because they truly want to understand. And then there are the ones who just don’t believe Fibromyalgia is real…and are the quickest ones to offer unsolicited advice and make the mos...
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