Category: Fibromyalgia


Archive for the ‘Fibromyalgia’ Category

Friday, June 20th, 2008

So I started taking a drug for my fibromyalgia. Yes, that drug, the one that’s in those commercials these days. At my rheumatologist’s recommendation, I worked up the dose from 50 mg to 125 mg over a period of 6 weeks. I couldn’t really tell if it was working for the pain (it waxes and [...]

Friday, June 13th, 2008

You hear that? Those awful noises? The crash crash bang thud bounce crash thud bounce bounce bounce crash? Yeah. That’s the sound of the juggling balls and spinning plates that I have dropped. I may have gotten an “A” in all the classes I’ve taken this year, but I’m pretty close to being on probation [...]

Monday, January 28th, 2008

Warning: Long Whine Ahead, with a dose of TMI. Feel free to skip this entry. I was up the first half of the night with Peter, who threw up six times (the first of which tagged the comforter, the sheets, the pillow, the bedskirt, and the wall – pooling into a giant, disgusting swamp on [...]

Wednesday, October 3rd, 2007

I am so bummed! I’m supposed to be at the amazing Jen Zug‘s house, sipping Jitterbugs and swapping recipes with some fabulous women – some of whom I’ve met before, and some I would meet tonight and love instantly. (Shout outs to Alecia and Jenny – boo hoo – I wanted to see you tonight!) [...]

Tuesday, July 24th, 2007

[...] I worried that taking care of myself would cost me relationships. I have lost my first friend due to my inadequacies. I’m pretty sure she won’t be the last. It terrifies me, but I fear it’s the truth. [...]

Saturday, June 9th, 2007

…The reality was that I was pushing my body to the limit and beyond each and every day. Instead of feeling these limitations, embracing them, and learning from them, I continued to destroy my body and relationships by living in denial and lashing out at myself and those closest to me. (more…)

Sunday, May 27th, 2007

If I’m a Christian, I shouldn’t be in pain, right? This has been said to me as directly as “Your pain is a result of some unrepented sin in your life” and as subtly as “If you had faith, you would be healed.” These statements roll around in my head, wearing their familiar grooves along my long-traveled pathways of thought.

Monday, May 21st, 2007

I have fibromyalgia, which means that on any given day, I hurt all over. Sometimes a lot, sometimes a little, but every day I’m in some sort of pain.