Pain, Pain Go Away

Pain, pain go away. 

Don't come back another day. 

If I cry from your wrath

Lay a tissue in my path. 

When I wake, I see my fears

Falling again covered in tears

Doctor after Doctor hear my pleas

Disease after disease is what they tell me

Fibromyalgia oh woe can it be

Chronic Pain for life shall stay

What a way to spend my day

One day of Activity Equals 3 days of Pain

RIDGE MEADOWS DISH

February 15, 2012

For most Chronic Illness sufferers the title is a familiar enemy. One single day of activity; be it, shopping, housework etc can leave the body exhausted and in agony for days later. 

Suffering from one Chronic Illness like Fibromyalgia is bad enough but when it is combined with others like Osteoarthritis, IBS, Chronic Pain Syndrome etc, it makes for challenging days at the best of times. 

Recently, I have had the opportunity to get out of the house for a couple of days worth of activities. Most people call them errands, I call them excursions into anguish. The excruciating pain that takes hold after a brief outing can last for a few days at a time. This is above and beyond the pain that is already there on a daily basis. 

As this disgusting disease progresses in my body, I'm recognizing the limitations it is placing on me both physically and mentally. The pain brings forth depression which brings on even more pain. It's a vicious cycle that repeats tirelessly.  

It is becoming more and more painful to sit in the car for extended periods of time. A trip into Vancouver for appointments is a nightmare to say the very least. I dread the bumps on the highways, the continual stop and go driving that jerks the body in a myriad of horrific ways. 

Using pain medication is fine when I'm not required to drive but they impair my judgement so much that I don't often drive anywhere anymore. I rarely have a day that my pain is lower than an eight. I can't recall the last time it was below a five. 

So, here I am post Valentine's Day and I'm barely mobile. There is no respite, no release and no light at the end of the pain tunnel. I am resigned to the designation of Chronic Illness Sufferer.  

The journey continues.....

MRI....CHRONIC ILLNESS UPDATE

After waiting for years and years (started Sept 2007), I'm FINALLY having a lumbar spine MRI. When I was in my early 20's I had a Spinal Tap to check for menighetis and it is now the location that is literally the pain of my existence. 


It's the one missing piece to the medical puzzle that I'm certain the Canadian Govt has been waiting for in order to vote in my favor for Canada Pension Disability. I haven't been able to work since the above dated and my health has continued to degrade to the point it is today.


The chronic pain syndrome, the fibromyalgia, the meniere's disease, the osteoarthritis, chronic manic depression and of course let's not forget the IBS and an undiagnosed stomach issue (down almost 40 lbs since August due to stomach issues) just didn't seem to be enough for them to make a judgement on. 


Of course the worst part of the MRI is the MRI itself. Since I'm so claustrophobic, the only way to get me anywhere near that damn machine is by making me completely and utterly medically stoned :)


So off we go to Royal Columbian Hospital and the trusted radiologist (have to say that for my own mental state lol) and in the loving and safe arms of my husband. He is so my rock and my biggest support mentally, physically and emotionally. He is my hero no matter what he thinks. I likely would've taken my own life by now if it wasn't for him. He keeps reminding me that just because I have chronic illnesses, constant pain and anguish, that I still have his love, the love of our family and friends and that sun always shines. (even if it looks like water droplets lol )


Wish me luck, my blogger buddies.