Dear Fibro: HAWMC Day 6

Dear Fibromyalgia,

     I was having a pretty tough time dealing with chronic migraines, chronic daily headache, and intractable migraines before you came into my life.  Trying to find a medication that helped was becoming more and more difficult.  Nothing was working for me and my optimism was at an all time low.  I had just exhausted most of my means on acupuncture that wasn't successful and Botox had been a bust.  All I had was my pain medications, which were a joke, and my faith.  There really wasn't much more that I could endure when it came to pain.  But you had other plans for me dear fibro.  Plans for widespread, burning, stabbing, throbbing, and piercing pain.

     Well, it was way too much for me.  I couldn't comprehend why every morning my ankles felt as if I had twisted and sprained them in my sleep.  My wrists and hands hurt with every movement.  Pain would course up and down my legs, arms, and back.  At first, my primary doctor diagnosed me with your cousin, myofascial pain syndrome.  Deep down I knew it was you.  After weeks of excrutiating pain I was finally able to convince my doctor to give me a referral to see a rheumatologist.  She was quick to tell me that yes, I do indeed have fibromyalgia.  You won and I was defeated.

     Why did you have to be so persistent about being a huge presence in my life?  I don't need nor want you.  You have crippled me so much that I had to get a disability placard for my car.  Driving and walking now cause such severe pains in my body that I can't park too far from the front door.  But pain isn't the only thing you brought with you, my unwelcomed friend.  You invited IBS, insomnia, pleuritic chest pain, leg edema, and carpal tunnel to the pain party.  Oh, how do I despise you fibromyalgia.

     Today, I'm in so much pain that I am going to have to break my new protocol of calming the pain naturally and go in to the urgent care center for some pain medication.  I just can't take you anymore.  A migraine has started now too.  I guess he was jealous of all the attention you were getting and wanted to be noticed, so he showed up unannounced a few hours ago.  While you two are having a blast I'm suffering and feeling as low as anyone could possibly feel.  I need relief from you guys.  I have to stop the party and kick you both out of my body.  I might be successful this time but you'll be back.  You always are.  But just so we're both clear, you're not welome here in my precious body.  You never were and never will be.  I'll find a way to defeat you.  It may not be today, next week or next month, but your time is numbered buddy.  Enjoy your fun now because every party ends eventually.


Sincerely,

Jaime