Fibromyalgia is my Thing #2
To begin my story I'll start in the present
Today I am receiving home health care several times a week. Of course that includes Occupational Therapy, Physical Therapy, Nurse visits and Counseling Therapy. All of this wonderful attention because I took a nasty fall On November 2 and have not recovered from it totally. One of the attributes of FM (I shall now use this abbreviation for fibromyalgia as it saves time).
Before all of my "visitors" started coming (not at my request, but those of my doctors) I was perfectly content to sit, stay warm and read or watch TV to my heart's content. I also worked hard to not fall when walking through my small house. At the latter I failed! Miserably.
I'm happy to report that my muscles are once again coming alive (boy do they burn) but they are working much better and I can walk (as long as I am slow and do not turn my head. I can move my eyes from side to side, however) This is truly good progress. I have been seeing my new friends for about three weeks now.
The one thing I have come to realize is that I must have been lonely before. Although my husband sleeps here, he is seldom home. He goes to work and over to the "house" to do his redecorating. Mostly by himself, and he is quite diligent about getting the job done. I am so proud of him. Like you don't know how proud I am of him, but reallly proud!
For me, one day just blended into another. I was unable to drive. Heck, walking was a challenge. I cannot use a walker of any kind as my arm and hands hurt if I do. So I decided to learn how to walk without them.
I walk really slow, but I do not yet have the capacity of Tim Conway to do the little old man waddle yet! I look forward to that. Just for fun.
Back to my loneliness. I so am not lonely now. I look forward to my visitors. I do the exercises they tell me even though they hurt because I know I am getting better.
Knowing this is a double edged sword. One - I will have proven to myself once more, that I am in charge of my FM and it is not in charge of me. Nan, nan, nan, nanya! FM is NOT going to kill me and by golly, as long as I can it is not ever going to paralyze, take away my speech nor put me in line for the looney bin again! No siree! Not this woman.
If you have been there, chances are I have been there too.
It is my wish and prayer that whomever you are, if you have Fibromyalgia you will learn to laugh along with me and learn to be IN Charge of the disease, not the other way around.
Next time I'll tell you about some of the things that makes my life a whole lot better. If you want to email me with questions I'll do my best to help you out.
Blessings to you all - and remember Fibromyalgia will NOT kill you - EVER. And there is so much joy and happiness to be found, even with this FM you battle on a daily, sometimes hourly basis.
Until Next time,
Pixienot
