Lardeelion
New member
- Joined
- Nov 30, 2013
- Messages
- 7
- Diagnosis
- 11/2013
- Country
- US
- State
- WV
Good morning folks.
Although I'm officially just starting this fibromyalgia journey, of course I've been on it for years. It started right after my first son was born 7.5 years ago. Back pain, neck pain, headaches, insomnia, depression....you all know the rest. Massages and physical therapy and chiropractors and acupuncture and pills and more pills and my husband doing all of the laundry and cooking while I sit on the couch feeling guilty.
My mom is in her mid 60's and has Sjogrens and scleroderma and all sorts of wretched auto-immune things, and I worry that I'm next. I used to think she was so pitiful and not understand why she wasn't able to help me with my little kids. Now my boys, 3 and 7, ask me why I'm always sick and look at me with that same pitying look.
This morning I woke up feeling like somebody punched me in the back dozens of times, like it should be covered in bruises. My neck has been a mass of horrifying knots for years. My headaches make me vomit sometimes and my friends think I'm taking way too much psych medication for depression and anxiety. I almost always lie to them when they ask how I'm doing because I get that, "Wow, why are you so sick all the time?" look.
Anyway, I try to take comfort in the fact that I can still be a pretty good mom and that I have a very understanding husband. I'm glad to have found this forum!
Although I'm officially just starting this fibromyalgia journey, of course I've been on it for years. It started right after my first son was born 7.5 years ago. Back pain, neck pain, headaches, insomnia, depression....you all know the rest. Massages and physical therapy and chiropractors and acupuncture and pills and more pills and my husband doing all of the laundry and cooking while I sit on the couch feeling guilty.
My mom is in her mid 60's and has Sjogrens and scleroderma and all sorts of wretched auto-immune things, and I worry that I'm next. I used to think she was so pitiful and not understand why she wasn't able to help me with my little kids. Now my boys, 3 and 7, ask me why I'm always sick and look at me with that same pitying look.
This morning I woke up feeling like somebody punched me in the back dozens of times, like it should be covered in bruises. My neck has been a mass of horrifying knots for years. My headaches make me vomit sometimes and my friends think I'm taking way too much psych medication for depression and anxiety. I almost always lie to them when they ask how I'm doing because I get that, "Wow, why are you so sick all the time?" look.
Anyway, I try to take comfort in the fact that I can still be a pretty good mom and that I have a very understanding husband. I'm glad to have found this forum!