Monday, June 20, 2011

Fibromyalgia, I am constantly fighting you. I take loads of medicines, & they don't work. The pain killers I take have lost their helpful edge. The ice packs I use daily, hourly, cannot keep the inflammation at bay. My neurologist monthly as he does a live x-ray of my back, shoulders, neck, spine, etc is stunned that the injections he gives me don't keep the inflammation away for more than a few days. I fight & undergo painful spinal injections, & every 3 months ungodly painful radio frequency ablation. I do all this, plus gain weight from the medicines & injections, to fight you. You sit in amusement, laughing at our bumbling attempts to fight. You are exquisite in your own way. You mimic other diseases, embarrass your victims when their doctors & pharmacists think they are just drug seeking, wanting pity, or hypochondriacs. You are a puzzle I doubt will ever be solved, as you spread your symptoms in so many different areas...muscular, auto-immune, neurology, rheumatology, & countless others. Everyone seems to be looking at one area instead of them all. I'm so tired of fighting. Putting on a happy face then crying in private. Missing family gatherings, job offers, even just going to dinner or a movie. I want revenge-not just for me but all of my friends who you have claimed as your own. & now, I must get ready to go see the neurologist. To get 2-4 injections where the swelling & bone spurs are the worst. I have to tell him about an embarrassing symptom that has come back in a new way, & cry as people stare in the waiting room as just sitting in the chairs there cause such pain.



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Sunday, June 12, 2011

Bunny flop

Rabbits, whether in your house or in the wild, will in complete abandon flop on their side next to another rabbit, or in this case, a bunny slipper I used to wear. Chai bunny, my dear sweet bunny, when she knows she is totally safe will hop in a circle around the stuffed rabbit of her affection & then after licking it will flop on her side, sometimes so hard she ends up on her back with her paws up until gravity pulls her back down. Without a care in the world she will lie there, licking away at the bunny before she finally gets on her stomach & goes to sleep.



I can only dream of a day that with no worries, no or little pain, I can flop with complete abandon, & lick, kiss, or hug my substitute for a stuffed bunny love & fall asleep knowing I am totally safe.



Things I'm digging this week:
*Catching up on 'True Blood' season 3
*The gorgeous hydrangeas in our yard

Things I'd like to take a shovel to...
*Insurance not covering crucial meds for my bone loss
*Droughts...I hate when it doesn't rain for much too long

Seed me:
*I really want to learn to play chess

Randomly
*I can't wait for tonight-'The Killing' & then 'Game of Thrones'

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Location:My room watching the floor