Tuesday, February 24, 2015

The Flare Of My Dreams

I've been doing so well lately I was starting to wonder if I still had Fibromyalgia. Then I woke up this morning. My eyelids were heavy, head ached, and I felt like I was trudging through quicksand. My determination to overcome this horrible illness is so tunnel-visioned I managed to push myself all the way to the gym. Once I started my workout I knew this was more than just a mild fluctuation in my immune function, the main symptom I seem to be left with these days. Regardless, I made it through my workout only somewhat annoyed my diminished cardio-endurance had me huffing and puffing with nary a sweat bead rolling down my forehead. On the way home I started feeling worse. The familiar flu-like symptoms I spent years at the mercy of descended around me like a blanket, snuffing out any post-workout endorphin-glow I might have managed to achieve. Now I sit here feeling so awful I'm trying not to sink into a PTSD fit of "screw my life" despair.

Because really, as bad as I feel today, this is NOTHING compared to the disease that disabled me. A mere 2 on the 1-10 symptom-scale of impairment. What I would've severed my right arm to feel like when I was at my sickest. Back then I was in so much pain simply driving to the gym was a pipe-dream. Today I dead-lifted 70 lbs. before coming home to feel sorry for myself. In the midst of my aching face and body chills I'm outrageously grateful I don't live like this every day anymore. It's also been a harsh reminder as to why Fibromyalgia decimated, obliterated, and annihilated my entire life. This is unbelievably miserable, and I'm not even in pain! 

I somehow seem to have found my way to the other side of this disease. As I actively try to maintain my new-found health I'm also very busy trying to put my life back together. It's an exhaustive task, but one I never thought I'd have the opportunity to embark upon. Days like today make me take a pause from my determination to prevail, and recognize how awful being chronically ill truly is. It doesn't just make you feel bad. It wiggles and worms into every nook and cranny of a person's existence until there are so many damn holes, life collapses. Observing this phenomena through the rearview of my life's trajectory makes me more determined than ever to conquer this bitch and press on. As soon as I'm over this flare, of course.

Thanks for joining,
Leah

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6 comments:

  1. I am sorry to hear you are having a flare. I am also glad to hear that you are for the most part doing much, much better. Kudos to you!

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  2. I know its rotten that you are having a flare but how brilliant it is that you can feel the difference. Sure does make you so thankfull. Can you tell me please what did you do to turn your life around. Cheers Susie Perth WA

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    1. Hi Susie,

      I changed everything about my life. Juicing vegetables was the biggest boost, I think because it helped my immune system so much. There's lots of info on my Instagram account. LOL Cheers!

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    2. Hi Susie,

      I changed everything about my life. Juicing vegetables was the biggest boost, I think because it helped my immune system so much. There's lots of info on my Instagram account. LOL Cheers!

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  3. Exactly what you said has been the greatest help for me!! Getting to that point where I focused on what I had and that time that I was in bed all day saying "I would be happy if I could just take care of my family, etc..". Now I can do that and more but man it takes some mind discipline because REALLY what I fight is not being normal. Sometimes I think we can make this a blessing of sorts, it certainly makes us appreciate life more huh :-) Great words!

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  4. Just wanted to say hi to a fellow fibro-mate as I can relate to your story. Diagnosed over 14 years ago, I consider myself highly functioning because I don't have a lot of flares. But when I do - they are doozies! Diet and exercise have really changed my life and it's usually stress/trauma/not taking care of myself that triggers a flare now. Trying to come out of a weeklong flare now, and I am ready to tackle my yoga and treadmill routine this morning. Cheers and gentle hugs to you!

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