I found out yesterday that I have fibromyalgia.
It is strange to have a name to go along with all my symptoms. I’m having a hard time figuring out what to do with it. I want to shout it out from the rooftops! Fibromyalgia!! This is why I have been a terrible friend. This is why I cancel on things at the last minute. Why I promise things and can’t follow through. Why I can’t clean my house or cook dinner for my family. I am not lazy! I am sick.
But then again, I want to punch it in the face and kick it in the head. How dare you, Fibromyalgia, take away my life!! You are not a friend of mine!! Go away!! I’m going to go live my life now… and now I need to go lay down and rest for a few days because that wore me out.
I hurt more, I feel more, I sense more.
If you want to know more about how to help someone with Fibromyalgia this is a great article. Please take the time to read it all the way through and don’t skim it if you really love me or someone else who deals with this. This is important stuff…
