There is a frequent commercial that comes on TV for a drug that is supposed to help ease fibromyalgia symptoms.
A lady in the commercial says “I used to be organized” and a pile of junk is shown on the table.
This is my life! And it is so frustrating!
It took me 10 years to finally get a diagnosis.
In ways I feel relieved that I finally have an actual diagnosis, yet learning to manage my symptoms has been very hard.
Several years ago my cousin told me I was not dependable. Ouch that one hurt!
After that I stopped making plans with people and even quit going to church for a while.
I never know how I am going to feel when I wake up in the morning.
The pain and indescribable exhaustion almost cripples me.
I feel like I am a creative person. There are so many things I want to make, see, and do.
I have even contemplated going back to school to study interior design at the LDS business college in Salt Lake City, Utah.
When I feel good I do make, see, and do and when I don’t my life is the disorganized junk on the table from the commercial.
The past week has particularly been rough. I am currently carrying around two tote bags and a purse. I have been late to work every day for a week. I slept in my car on my lunch break. I just put the Halloween decorations in the attic yesterday. I need to prepare and help Granny cook for Thanksgiving. The kitchen floor needs to be mopped and the toilet scrubbed…... All I want to do is crawl in my bed.
I realize I am going to have to deal with this for the rest of my life. I am trying to adjust to what triggers flair up’s and what I can do to help ease my symptoms.
Exercise and trying to learn to avoid stress has helped me allot. Also, I have also started a prescription to help calm my muscles/over active nerves at night to help me sleep has also given me some relief.
I just have to remember to “keep swimming!”