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lovingpet -> I'm Sick and Tired of Being Sick and Tired (1/15/2010 3:29:56 PM)
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Yes this is a rant. Yes it has to do with something other than random idiocy or bdsm. Yes it is personal. I hope that's perfectly okay with everyone and if not, then...well....yanno. As many on these boards know, I have severe and now determined childhood onset fibromyalgia, probably helped along with chronic fatigue syndrome of equivalent severity and duration, along with a bunch of other not fun crap. It has been more or less completely treatment resistant. My last set of doctors were worse than the ones before them and I am currently two months into a 6 month waiting list for a doctor that's supposed to be one of the absolute best in the business. In the meantime, I have no pain relief, no help with sleep, no access to physical therapy, massage, alternative treatment, etc. I just cleaned my house. Yeah, I know, what? Do I want a cookie or somethin? Well dammit, yeah I do! It was so hard and excruciatingly painful and that was with the help of a family member. I literally spent more than the typical person's eight hour workday getting through the ordeal. I literally had to stop every 10 minutes and just sob. Then I had to pick myself up and keep going. I just finished and sat down for more than a few minutes and I literally can't move. I can't get out of this chair. That is NOT an exaggeration. My saplings come home from their visit with family soon. Hubby's at work and I am on my own. My muscles are in knots and spasms. I don't have enough strength to push myself out of the chair and the pain would put me on my ass on the floor if I did manage to get up. Isn't that just peachy? My house is actually a moderate sized two bedroom apartment. Some would even call it small. It isn't as if I just cleaned a massive castle of a house. I try to keep things up so that it isn't so overwhelming when I do the big cleaning each week. Alas, it is never enough. I am sick of this! I am disgusted with needing help with every little thing in life. I can't stand not being able to just live my life. I don't know how I'm supposed to do all those "good patient" things like eat often enough or go out an get some exercise when just the basics are too much to handle. I'm tired of new symptoms, syndromes, and such popping up and making life even harder. Did I mention I haven't slept anywhere close to normal since before Christmas? This is because I now itch in my head, neck, shoulders, down my back, and my arms. There is NOTHING there. There isn't even any redness, just this phantom itch that seems to get extra intense at night. Add to that not being able to find a comfortable sleeping position, having had a nasty chest cold that creeps back just when I think I am getting better, and overall disruptions because of other conditions, and I haven't been making the grade on getting much needed sleep. Four more months huh? Then I get to try some things that may or (more true to my past history) may not help. I have expressed before how it seems like we are down to only some of the most outrageous treatments available. It's all so disheartening. And today, it just hurts...on so many levels. Thanks for listening. lovingpet
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