With Fibromyalgia everything from your mind, to your heart, to your bones and joints will ache without reprieve. There is no “better,” per say, that there will always be ups and downs and spirals and even possible health crises. I’m starting to forget who I was without the pain.
You find yourself putting on a brave face and a smile for others’ benefit. It takes every ounce of energy you may have just to find your way through the minefield that is able individual’s “normal” routine.
My days are flooded with anxious, racing thoughts.
Sometimes I feel like I’m a guinea pig or an elaborate laboratory experiment. I’m some kind of unsolvable mystery.
After 2 years of medical tests and confusion, I was diagnosed with Fibromyalgia. The medical student who shadows my doctor was fascinated by my case. It’s incredibly interesting medically speaking.
Once I was diagnosed, they wrote me a first prescription, telling me that the odds were it wouldn’t do anything for me, but the government demands that this be the first treatment. It would be the first prescription of many to follow.
I’m looking forward to the day wherein I can look in the mirror and really love myself; for everything that I am and everything that I am not.