Understanding Fibro

I wish there was some way to get people to understand what I go through every day.....and I mean every day. People whine about their aches and pains and I get that. But they don't get it when I whine. Their pain goes away and mine doesn't. They have energy after work and I have none. Some days it takes all my energy to just get through the day let alone try to do anything else. Most days I can't even fix dinner when I get home. Can't someone just say, "I'm sorry" instead of rolling their eyes? I don't talk about it much at all anymore except with a couple of friends. I have a watch with an alarm to remind me to take my meds, and people at work know why. Can you believe I often forget to take my meds? How can that happen? Sometimes I wished I was addicted. If I forget, my reminder is the increasing pain and fatigue. If I can stay on my schedule, I can usually tolerate the day OK. Yesterday and today I really hurt. The only thing that has changed is the time change. I shouldn't be hurting in my upper back where I got my injections last week, but I am. Usually around 3-4PM I feel like a balloon that's been stuck with a pin and all the energy I've had just bursts out. But I still have to keep working. And now I'm working overtime often.....just what my poor body needs, but I have to do it.

Work is bizarre.....we are short-staffed, but have a new person this week. A person who shouldn't be training is.......so today I just jumped in and kinda took over. I love teaching. I taught a college class and have done training at other jobs I've had. There's no way I could teach grades K-12........I'd be screaming at the smart-assed kids and I'd want to strangle them. I remember me all too well at that age.

My Dr (PCP) called me twice on Sat evening. Does he ever go home? I was called around 10PM on Thurs evening, too. His wife and he practice together and I'm beginning to think they live at the clinic, too. He always keeps me informed. I do have a sspecialist I see every 2 months. I don't see PCP often.....my specialist pretty much takes care of everything, but when I had 2 terrible bouts of abdominal pain (which both resulted in emergency surgeries) and this latest problem, I see PCP. I was supposed to go in for lab work in August. Haven't done it yet. If I was still working in a full service lab, I would have done the work myself. But I don't......so I keep procrastinating and that's a whole other story.

A scary time....and not because of Halloween

I found a lesion Monday evening and was very scared as my mom had the same thing at about my age and hers was malignant. I called my PCP the next day. He was also thinking malignancy. He called a specialist and they got me in the same today. He doesn't think it's cancer, but I am using a special cream. If the lesion goes away in a month, great. If it doesn't, then he will biopsy. I was a wreck at work. I took Wed off because of 2 Drs appt and this afternoon for another. But hopefully that's it for awhile.

I wasn't able to knit very much this week, but I'm back with my sweater. I'm about ready to move on and I'm nervous about it since I really don't know what I'm doing. But I will learn. I bought several skeins of yarn this week (in between Drs appts). It's so beautiful. I need to wind it and I don't have a winder. I'll save it until I goes to my daughter's and I'll do it there. In the meantime, I also have my dishcloths. I love them.....I get such a feeling of accomplishment doing them. Doesn't take much to amuse me.

I'm missing the grandkids. I probably won't go this week-end because I really need to clean my house. I've been putting it off too long. But the week-end after that, I'll get 4 days with them. I want to play and have fun so I hope the fibro doesn't act up.