6 Months...

The doctor’s appointment where I was diagnosed was on October 30, 2009. Today is April 29, 2010. I have been living with the knowledge that I have Fibromyalgia for 6 months. Amazingly, I have survived. I have even started to figure out how to live with it. And, I have decided that my daily life is easier to live now that I have the knowledge. I get to blame things on Fibro! I lost my keys this morning – or rather, I didn’t remember where I placed them the last time I used them. Guess what is at fault for that? Not lil ole me! Nope – it is “Fibro Fog”! I love the term “Fibro Fog”! I still get annoyed when I forget what I am saying in the midst of a sentence or forget to whom I have told a story. But, now that I know what it is and that it really isn’t my entire fault for being a blonde, it makes the “Fog” more livable.


This past winter was a difficult one for Oklahoma. We had some MAJOR SNOW STORMS. Which, I loved when I lived in Michigan in my youth. This year, however, I noticed that it was difficult to move. My legs ached daily. I wanted to bury myself under the covers and hibernate until the sun came out. And for the first time in my 31 years, I was looking forward to spring. Up until this year, winter was my favorite season. You get to wear thick and comfy socks, sweaters to cover your winter weight gain, wear your favorite leather winter coat and coffee and hot cocoa taste so much better when it is cold outside. But, this winter, I couldn’t keep warm, I became very acquainted with my heating pad, and insomnia ruled my life. Everything hurt to the point of tears at the end of the day. I got nothing accomplished at home and I became a bear to live with – my poor family! The hardest is when the kid wanted to go outside and play in the snow; I got to watch from the window. Nothing is more depressing.

But, spring has sprung. FINALLY!