Please Help

Sometimes, even after over a decade with fibromyalgia, I have to be reminded just how bad things can get. Sometimes, I forget how everything can hurt.  Sometimes, I am surprised by how quickly the pain flares up.  Sometimes, I am pleasantly surprised by how quickly the pain fades away.  Today is not that day. Today [...]

Fibrofolks, I need your help. Desperately.  But first I ask, that like any good friend, you allow me to vent… a necessary step in identifying just what sort of help I need. I hate feeling like a fool each time I go to the doctor.  I hate invisible pain from an invisible cause.  I hate [...]

Today was a beautiful day. (Made lovelier by the local boy’s win on American Idol.) And on days like this I am trying to develop the habit of thinking back to a tough day, week, or month, and giving thanks for the things and people that helped me get from there to a lovely day [...]

I’m so torn.  For me the answer is as follows: It depends on my mood.  And how a person makes me feel.  And where I am.  But mostly I don’t tell them unless I have to.  In fact, since my diagnosis in 1998 (at age 14), I have lived in (minus my 10 semesters at [...]

Over the weekend I received an important e-mail from a chronic fatigue folk out in California.  He brought up a common dilemma and I can think of no group more experienced (translated: prepared) to discuss such an issue than y’all. To be honest, I am not convinced my answer to this question is the best, [...]