Today has been a pretty good one on the Fibro meter.
I can’t recall right now the last day that I haven’t been in some type of pain, but today it’s bearable.
While I can’t raise my right arm over my head, the left is working just fine. But I need both, so another day that my hair goes undone.
Walking and standing can be nearly impossible. Today I can with nearly no trace of a limp. Pain in the right knee, lol that’s that rude uncle Arthur.
Mind fog has a hold on me!! I brushed my teeth with neosporin (yuck) and I promise I have watched the same episode of Ultimate Tag 16 times because I can’t concentrate or remember what I just saw 5 minutes ago!
I couldn’t find sleep last night, but I couldn’t keep my eyes open and napped for a few hours early afternoon.
No appetite again but that churning in my stomach forced me to eat. Praying that IBS behaves itself because I am physically too tired for an episode of that this evening.
Overall, it has been a pretty mild day in my fibro life today. I pray that it stays that way. The temperature outside is threatening to fall over night. Lord please keep the effects on my body at bay.
Fibromyalgia is as big funny looking word that packs even bigger but not so funny pain. Pain is not the only thing that this condition carries however. To live just one day in the midst of a Fibro flare would cause most to want to tap out. Yet we that battle this monster everyday are often categorized as lazy, over exaggerating, anti-social, and even attention seekers.
It hurts my heart that there are even medical professionals that are ignorant enough to dismiss the mental and physical suffering that we endure. From one day to the next we never really know what to expect from our bodies and minds. Truthfully, a flare can hit at any moment for any reason so we really don’t know what we will have to deal with from moment to moment. Little is really known about Fibromyalgia, its symptoms, or triggers. Recently, I took a trip to the emergency room and had a Doctor to tell me that Fibromyalgia isn’t a real “thing”. That it is just a generic term used in the medical profession to categorize “unexplained” pain. What an insult and slap in the face.
As I laid there unable to stand and bear weight on my legs due to shooting pain from my hips to my ankles, while having muscle cramps in my back, fight the urge to vomit, eyes unable to focus, and not remembering what I had done the day before, all I could do was choke back my words. With tears in my eyes, I asked God to hold my tongue. I vowed to myself that I would help to bring awareness to those so sadly ignorant to our fight.
In the upcoming days and months I will share through my eyes and my body this life changer called Fibromyalgia.