I will start at the beginning....
If someone had asked me before July 2007 what ‘Fibromyalgia is?’ my response would have probably have been like most people I would have probably shrugged and I wouldn’t have had a clue. It did not affect me; therefore I did not know about it.
My life was pretty normal; I had a normal 9 till 5 job which paid the bills, I enjoyed socialising, spending time outside, and going to the cinema and I would not have expected my life to have turned upside down a couple of months later.
I had my fair share of problems am an asthmatic, I had been diagnosed a couple of months earlier with Sleep Apnea which I assumed I had due to being heredity and had to sleep with a Cpap (Continuous Positive Airway Pressure machine). Okay life had dealt me one or two nasty cards but doesn’t it do that to everyone?
July 2007
Members of my family had a virus, I tried to avoid them like the plague I could do without being ill, do without it messing up my routine and making me feel sick. Except I caught it, I expected to be ill three maybe four days. I had all the symptoms but they seemed worse than everyone else’s except I had really bad pain in my head, I could barely get out of bed. I saw my GP, ‘Migraines’ I shrugged off the diagnosis, took the tablets and prepared to continue life as it was.
Except the pain didn’t go away, it got worse. I could barely function. My eyes couldn’t deal with light I cowered in my bedroom with the curtains closed like some kind of hermit. Every sound I heard amplified a hundred times over. I started getting concerned I could hardly move. So I called the GP out; she came called the hospital and off I went for a barrage of tests.
The pain in my head is so sharp like a thousand knives, it is there all day, it is there when I sleep and when I wake, it makes me feel like I am losing my mind like I have lost control, like I would do almost anything to stop the constant pain.
I stayed inside for what seemed like forever, every trolley rolling along the floor sounded like nails on a chalk board inside my head, every light-bulb as strong as the sun itself. CAT scans, X-rays, Lumbar Punctures, all clear, the Neurologist comes ‘Migraines’ he diagnoses.
They discharged me again; I am no closer than I was before, more tablets. I am getting so tired, I don’t know if it is the illness or the tablets or the pain keeping me awake, if the pain wasn’t there I am sure I could sleep forever.
1 comment:
you done it ,,its a start hope you get good fed back ,i will look tomorrow,sharon,x
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