Or not. I am having lots and lots of pain and am barely hobbling around. I’m down to one homemaker and she’s almost five months pregnant and every week comes with a look on her face that says “Oh, I am so miserable, pity me and don’t ask me to do any work please.” Yeah, no. If you can’t do the work, quit the job. Please. Something is wrong in my head, and even though I had a cat scan two years ago that just said I have thickened sinuses, that is not a fix. I can’t think straight or concentrate half the time. It’s like when my doctor sent me for xrays to see if I had pneumonia and a fractured bone in my foot. No to both. Yeah, but I still can’t breath and my foot is still swollen and painful. Caller had to hang up and call the doctor who had gone home to ask what to do. Gave me a new inhaler, and said ‘wear good shoes’. All is well now, except I am still not breathing well and my foot is still swollen and painful two month later. Medicine in the US is in serious need of doing better. And now I came across a very good blog post about fibro and ‘cure’ books. What she says has been pretty much my experience with those books, too. They usually seem to wind up wanting you to buy some expensive ‘fix’ that they are pushing, and truthfully, nothing works. Expensive or not, prescribed or not, nothing works. Sometimes you’re better, sometimes you’re worse, and all those people who brag about the marathons they can run and the difficult jobs they hold down in spite of having fibro can just go…..whatever. Yep, grumpy Jean is grumpy and in pain and I need to do things and call Verizon about the router I never got and the bill that is thirty dollars more than I was told it would be and and and and my brain is just not cooperating at all. Some days, I just cannot be upbeat and positive and find the bright side, and this is one of those days. The realities of living with a chronic, disabling illness. The blog post:
Edit: debilitating, I meant debilitating not disabling. Did I mention my brain is not working?