SUN Day!

Wow, it is sunny here today for the first time that I can remember in quite a while! I hope I can take a short walk today and soak it up a little.

I slept quite a long time this weekend. I hate doing that, but before today's sun, it was so dreary and rainy and depressing.

Saturday morning I could feel a fibromyalgia attack coming on. I've decided it's quite like being Frankenstein! First, there are tender points on each side of my head, right behind and at the bottom of the back of my ears. They are tender, I can feel them aching without even touch. Then all of my other tender points kick in. The backs of my shoulders, spots on my upper butt, several inches to the side of the lowest spot of my spine, and then my clothing starts to hurt my body. Can't even stand the sheets of the bed on me, although I can't sleep without covers either!

I have found through talking to others that Fibromyalgia doesn't strike lazy people. It generally hits those who have spent years working and playing hard, then drives them into the ground so that they become lumps that others view as non-essential. From the time I was a kid I spent my time going to school, riding horses, working and playing hard.

I had children at a young age, and while raising them, worked a full time job, went to school part time, went out with friends all night at least one night a week. Even when I had a hysterectomy in my mid-20's and was told to take 6 weeks off work I spent the time wallpapering and painting the house!

All it takes is some minor thing to trigger whatever causes fibromyalgia and you're done for. My accident was in 1997, I twisted my back while walking my dog on a downhill slope of a gravel road. A deer jumped out in front of us and she took of after it, me being dumb and not thinking, I held onto the leash and that was that. I didn't feel pain right away, it was several hours, then when I sat down I felt like someone was sticking a hot fireplace poker up my ass. Doctors kept telling me it would take months to heal, I went through much physical therapy that didn't work, but I kept at my job! Working 10 hours a day, commuting 100 miles beginning at 5 am, seeming to be no end to things. Around 2000 I was admitted to an experimental pain program at Kaiser, and a dr. finally said the word Fibromyalgia, but then immediatly took it back. Fortunately she did write it in my records. After many years of Darvocette and then Vicoden, I was up to 300 Vicoden a month. Another dr. told me that I needed something without the tylenol in it and got me an appointment with a pain specialist that put me on Oxycontin at first. I will write another chapter on this later, my arms are tired and this post is boring and long.....

TG