It is that time again. It sure isn't much fun. For as long as I can remember, age forty to be specific, it has been a part of my life. And I have learned to live with it.
At first, I thought it was the flu. Then bone cancer. I had those things checked out. I don't much talk about it. There is no point. Until recently. Sometimes the pain is almost too much to bear. Like now. It affects every joint and many muscles in your body.
A friend of mine who lives in upstate New York is the president of one of the chapters. When we met at a UFO conference, she shared a lot about her health. And this. She is a great support system.
It has taken a long time to fully figure this out. Physicians don't know too much about it. I certainly fit all the characteristics. What you learn is to quiet things down and go silent. You also come clean about why you have it. At least, from what little is known. It. seems to be an over reaction of the nerves. No surprise there.
Perhaps the biggest of these emotional characteristics is a lifetime of being on high alert. With no emotional support. Even though much of that has changed, my bodymind still remembers. It is frustrating when it happens and there is nothing anyone can do. I knew it was coming on.
Yes, yes, I can hear you now. Y'all think I am the pillar of strength. I am strong. And determined. And vulnerable to the human condition. And then I am not. It comes and goes. You learn to live with it.
It has been quite a while since I had a flare-up. One of the women I met at a UFO Experiencer's Conference in Portland, Oregon is the president of a chapter in upstate New York for fibromyalgia. We have had some interesting conversations about it. I appreciate her support.
I haven't been able to open a jar for the past week. That is one of the first signs. It was funny to take a jar to a friend recently asking them if they could open it for you. Then they see your fingers and understand.
In time. This, too, shall pass.
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