When my daughter was a baby, I thought it was hard. She had colic and cried so often and wanted to be held all the time. I was exhausted....
Fibromyalgia, Osteoarthritis and Anxiety from a mom who lives and learns as she goes!
I wonder what a day without pain would feel like?
I can vaguely remember the last time that I didn’t have any pain in my body. It was roughly at the age of 30, And then it began I woke up one night snuggled with my baby girl in bed to unbearable pain in my chest. That is when the gallbladder attacks started. Since then I don’t really remember a day where I was pain free. That was over 10 years ago, a few surgeries and injuries, a terrible divorce and the death of my father all occurred within these ten years. Wow, that seems like a long time, no wonder pain, both physical and mental, has become my normal everyday expectance. Some days are pretty damn good and somedays I just want to cry in a corner, but everyday has some degree of pain. I have decided to start writing to try and get a better understanding of what helps me and what hinders me. If this interests you please follow my blog. I assure you there will be some humorous stories along the way as I tend to be clumsy and the brain fog has made for some interesting interactions.