I hate fibromyalgia.
Imagine losing your life but still being alive. Or maybe imagine the feeling you have when you are sick with the flu. What if that pain never went away?
As I’ve had to see more than my share of IVs, injections, this pill or that pill, it’s easy to feel worthless. I can also tell you there’s not enough fibromyalgia resources out there.
I was going to school for a career in law enforcement. Aside from the obvious jokes some would make about donuts and so on, you can not deny the physical demands of such a career. But yet, the idea of it all, helping others, putting the pieces together, making a difference, it all would have been worth it. I went from having this goal to the bottom of the totem pole, a gimp as I politely call myself. (I bet my Grandma could run laps around me)
Many people around me, close to me, do not understand fibromyalgia at all.
This rain gives me fibromyalgia.
Suck it up.
Oh, you always hurt.
I would do ANYTHING to have the life I was going for back. As I told a nurse today, if there’s ever a clinical trial to CURE fibromyalgia, I’ll be first in line. I don’t care if I lose my hair as some awkward side effect.
I want to live my life with freedom, not attached to the weight that is Fibromyalgia.