Thursday, April 28, 2011

Bottle of Stella Artois? Check.

Freshly-nuked chicken pot pie? Check.


ehhhhhhhh....I'll walk it off this weekend.

Wednesday, April 6, 2011

My Evil Twin Sister

When someone complains openly about what kind of pain they are in, like a temporary sprain/strain or a minor pull, the fibromyalgia side of me sometimes takes over and silently screams inside:





Shut up! Try having that problem for 20 years and everyday that you wake up there is always something STRAINED or SPRAINED, always a pinched nerve from something simple like getting a shirt from the closet, or a hip that felt great yesterday and now today you can barely walk, yet you still make it to school, work, or whatever. WITH a smile on your face. There's always a new pain that is unexplained. When you've gone through that, then come talk to me about pain.

*****

I am usually sympathetic to non-fibros, yet I sometimes have a hard time tolerating the amount of complaining and having to hear about their temporary pain, simply because of my own personal experience with fibromyalgia and the daily physical pain and exhaustion that nobody really knows I endure. Imagine if someone with fibro complained as much as a non-fibro. I'd have to buy some earplugs!