May 12, 2014
FIBROMYALGIA AWARENESS DAY
On this day what shall we do? Celebrate? Or be quiet and hideout, pretend that nothing is wrong.
Well for me I will not only celebrate but I want to make it loud and clear what I’ve lived with for years. Some may see it as one being proud of having a illness, but oh no that’s not it at all, it’s just being aware of what’s going on and not just finding excuses of why you feel a certain way. I know what’s wrong and I don’t have excuses, I have reasons.
Of course some people had nothing wrong with them before experiencing fibromyalgia, but my story is different. My mom had depression way before I existed, so I grew up around that but also I myself had signs of anxiety as a child and slowly depression came upon me. (Which may have already been) so I went my whole life in the midst of up and down sadness full of trauma. My early preteen years I was diagnosed with having anxiety, then came depression. That’s all I knew, then at age seventeen I was told I had a STD one that could have killed me if I had of waited any longer to go to the doctor. Then a huge fall onto my back at work, then I was in a car accident. That’s when the real pain came but kind of went away I guess, wasn’t anything I was concerned about.
In 2008 my body cramped up from head to toe, I was lying on the bed unable to move and I was in pain. It happened again so I went to ER, had no health insurance so the doctor didn’t even touch me, asked if I had been out in the sun lately. Told me I had heat cramps, to drink a sport drink and it should be alright. I had already started noticing small changes like smells were making me gag, to problems with my eye sight. Finally got back to a family doctor and told her what things I were dealing with. She said I think I know what you have. So December of 2008 I was given a sheet print from off the internet about fibromyalgia, I was diagnosed that day and I almost cried when I knew it couldn’t be cured and I would have it forever. Like things in my life weren’t already hard enough for me, what would I do now.
For six years now I’ve been on this journey of educating myself and others about fibromyalgia and trying to better myself as a person. I want to celebrate my life on this day because I’m still here, still going as strong as I can and I know I’m better than I was years ago; because I’m wiser and being wise is priceless. I know things could be so much worst for me, so I take the good with bad and will continue to share awareness on this day and all the days of the year.