This Is It

In some cases, the difficult questions do eventually cul-de-sac into answers, whether we like them or not. One of my most challenging quests has been to find relief for my fibromyalgia. Is there anything out there that will address the whole enchilada? The answer has become quite clear. No more wondering or searching.

This chronic illness is here to stay and nothing will actually address the overall effect it has on me and my life. Following an MRI in September and an unsuccessful attempt to switch from my fibro med to a very popular one benefitting many folks, the medical answer is clear. There is no “cure” or “solution.” The best I will do is treat symptoms.

After many, many years, the unanswered question is resolved for me. Instead of waiting until I feel better, I must go ahead with whatever activity I desire, just knowing I will need a couple days afterwards to recover. I’ll pace myself with no more than one outing a week for now and see how it goes.

A new phase of my chronic illness begins, ignoring my symptoms to do things that hurt. My first activity in this new vein is visiting my mother in her new place. My husband will drive because I don’t think I can actually drive the distance without my muscles seizing. I’m rarely able to load or empty the dishwasher completely pain and spasm free.

While I’m not excited (about anything really), I will begin doing activities I hoped to do after I’d found some kind of relief. How painful will it be? We’ll see.