Getting bad news, any kind of bad news can be a huge blow to most people. In my situation, it hit me like a ton of bricks.
What Is The Issue?
For me, I noticed I was having a ton of unexplainable pain. I went to all sorts of specialists to find out what the issue was. In other words, I went, they did a large amount of testing, including multiple blood tests and X-rays. However, all of the tests came back within normal ranges.
After that, I stopped going to the doctors and tried handling it myself. And as you all may have assumed, handling it on my own did not work for shit. In addition to medication, diet and exercise were supposed to help, but it did not. So I gave up altogether. I was done having doctors tell me they didn’t see anything wrong with me.
What Happened Next
In the years to follow, it became harder to function. So I went back to the doctor to find out what was going on. Like I had already been prepared for, the doctor sent me to yet ANOTHER specialist. I figured it would be my dumb luck, this doctor would tell me the same thing. “There is nothing wrong with you.”
I was so wrong though. This doctor actually told me what I could be dealing with. He also promised me he would do everything he could to find out what the problem is. He gave me some reading to do, but the kicker, he had to run a ton of tests again. In that moment of defeat, I gave in and agreed to do the tests.
I expected the doctor to request a ton of test. However, it was a one vial blood test and a series of three x-rays. With the extremely quick turn around on all of these tests, I was able to get back into the doctor early. I was not at all expecting what came next.
The Results Are In
When the doctor began reading the results, I will admit, I freaked. The first thought I had was “here we go again. He couldn’t find anything and is just going to push me off on a different doctor.” I am so glad I was wrong.
Although all of my tests came back within normal limits, the doctor told me he was diagnosing me with Fibromyalgia. Fibromy what?! Although I had read the information, it still hit me like a kick in the chest. For the rest of my life, I will have to manage my symptoms.
After The Fact
I have had time to think on this whole fucked up situation, and even though I feel I don’t have the kind of support I should, I know I will be just fine. I have Self Care options and plenty of places to reset my head. Life will not get me down!
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