I am a retired teacher who is loving being retired almost as much as I loved teaching and loved the kids in my classes. I enjoyed every day that my students learned something new and that lightbulb turned on in their eyes.

There is no greater fulfillment than knowing them now, as adults, some young, a few great grandparents, and knowing the wonderful people they have become. Although what I write, I write for my own pleasure, I also write to honor them.

Monday, June 01, 2009

FIBROMYALGIA

Some days, fibromyalgia is a true dragon and it takes me over completely so that I can think of little else. Today was one of those. No matter that I wanted to do some fun summer type things. I hurt too bad to do almost anything. That is one of the bad things about the disease.


Last night, it prevented me from sleeping well. No, I didn't stay awake. In fact, I slept in great huge blocks of three and four hours; but each time I woke, I was in pain and felt all crippled up as if I had slept in some terrible position. Besides, each time I woke, I immediately went back to sleep as if drugged and again slept for several hours only to wake in some sort of cramped position and hurting.


Finally, I gave up and attempted to sit up on the sofa and stay awake with the heating pad covering the parts that hurt the most and a blanket keeping any air from touching the skin. And then, I would wake in that position with my head lolling in some sort of strange direction and that adding to the pain.


That is the problem with fibro. The pain simply will not go away. And this wasn't even the flu-like pain that is the worst part of having fibromyalgia. This was just simple pain. About 10 PM or so, I had taken enough pain medication and heated the muscles enough that I finally felt like doing something other than just sitting.


Of course, by that time at night, it is really too late to accomplish much, but I did work in my bedroom some and put away some of the great heaps of clean laundry that are stacked everywhere. Tomorrow is going to be much better. Of that I am certain. And so perhaps, tomorrow I will come in here and write something wonderful on one of those topics that is rattling around in my brain. I do hope so.


The other day, one of my former students who writes to me on FaceBook asked me about Fibromyalgia, saying that she had been diagnosed with it and that now it was really beginning to bother her. I did try to give her as honest a description of what to expect and what works to help as I could.


I am sure that by now she has discovered these fibro days that come along when nothing works, but I hope also that she had learned that they do not last forever and that a good day does come along from time to time; and that the very best thing to do is to look forward to those good days and to make the most of them when they do come along.


I'm going to have a good one tomorrow; and I do hope that you all have a good day also.