Our Two Year Anniversary

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January 5, 2011 (I will never forget that day)

I woke in pain like everyday for each day in the past 8 months, today I had hope, I had an appointment with someone who may say something! At this point, I wanted a name associated with the pan, didn't care, cancer, arthritis, MS... just give me a name! So my dad picks me up and takes me to my doctors appointment with a specialist, a rheumotologist, we sit in the waiting room like for the many months before, filled with hope for a diagnosis. We get into the room... I AM NOT PREGNANT is one of the first things I say, firmly because every time that is the question... you'd think after so many tests they wouldn't assume it. He proceeded to ask me questions about medications, substances, my epilepsy and where, when and how bad the pain. He then pokes me and makes me move in painful ways and watches me cry as I go nto these different positions and he puts pressure on me. He then asks some other questions, gets me to rate my pain an explain more about my symptoms and before walking out of there I got it! I got what I wanted, I wasn't overjoyed by the condition just by the fact that it finally had a name.

The name of the devil I shall combat for the rest of my life is big, scary and unknown... FIBROMYALGIA!

YIKES! WHAT? And just so many questions that will never be answered. I thought they would get answers but I haven't gotten answers to lots of my questions and just keep getting more questions.

Well Fibro, we may not have answers and it's now 2013 but we are stuck together so here is to us and the many things we have yet to question more. Happy 2 Year Anniversary! *Cheers*

When is your anniversary?

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So sorry that you (and the rest of us) have to deal with this. :(

I was just diagnosed with fibro a few weeks ago, but I just passed my Lupus 4 year anniversary. I sure didn't celebrate. Lol.

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I can totally relate. I’ve been in pain for about 15 years now in varying degrees. And just figured that’s what it felt like to not be a teenager anymore… And that I must just be a pansy about complaining about the pains I was feeling. Mentioned to several doctors, they didn’t know what to do except have me try getting better sleep… Or a back X-ray (came up negative to much of my disappointment) or exercise more (which is even more painful) … Finally I did some of my own research and asked if it could be fibromyalgia. After blood tests, sleep studies, and a little poking and prodding, and about a year and a half… My doctor decided to just declare it fibromyalgia and give me some meds for it. This was December 14, 2012. I had to change some of my other meds around first, so I haven’t started them yet. I can’t wait! I have hopes and dreams of living like the rest of the world some day. Crossing my fingers on February 14 that things make some kind of improvement. But mentally… Emotionally… They already have. I finally have a name and a reason why I feel like this!