So I came out of a drug induced coma, with no explanation as to why I was healing. But I WAS! I knew why. It was by the grace of God and my angel. I met up with her and her family. We went to dinner several times. She bought me the book, The Purpose Driven Life.
Well, I got out of the hospital and was doing well. It was about 2 months after my surgery that I was able to drive. I finally got my freedom back. It was the best thing, or so I thought!
It was a night in October that I had made plans with I man I called a friend (who shall remain nameless) at the time. I didn’t want to go out alone with him because I was dating someone else (or so I thought). I convinced him to ask this man out. Not a lot of people knew that the other guy and I were dating. We believed in living our lives in privacy. It’s not necessary that everyone knows the date and time you take a crap. So there were about 5 of us that went out. We were having a good time. I had one beer and a shot at the bar. I knew my tolerance was down because I was sick and in the hospital and I drove to the bar. I needed to be careful. I left my beer and went to the bathroom (ladies NEVER UNDER ANY CIRCUMSTANCE DO THIS. No matter how well you know someone). I came back and finished my beer. The last thing I remember is waking up in my bed in a complete fog and I couldn’t wake up. I was fully dressed with my shoes by my bed. My car was in the driveway and I have no idea how it got there. I kept waking up and falling asleep. I couldn’t snap out of it. I was in a lot of pain. I had bruising on my arms (thumb prints and hand prints) and up and down my thighs. I couldn’t make sense of what had happened. I called the guy I was seeing and he wouldn’t return my calls until I told him that I needed to find out what happened. He told me what he heard and that he left the house (this guy’s house) that we were at. He did nothing to try to protect me. I would have never done this to a man I was dating. Long story, short, my sexual assault counselor said I had symptoms of being drugged by this person and that it had to be pretty violent given the fact that the bruises were so bad. You know the saying money talks and bullshit walks! Well, I lived it. The asshole cried to his parents, who hired a big shot lawyer and I had no money for a lawyer and had to represent myself. The judge threw everything out and said there wasn’t enough evidence. She wouldn’t even give me an order of protection. So the poor person gets to live the rest of her life as a rape victim and the rapist gets to go free and live his life as if nothing happened.
It took me a long time to trust someone again. A man who began pursuing me would never know how difficult I would be to catch! LOL. It took about 3 months of him talking to me for me to trust him. I told him that I was scared because of what happened to me. He told me he would protect me. He was the sweetest man. I felt safe in his arms. It was on his 40th birthday that we had our first kiss. I will never forget it. I was so happy to be with him. Until, that fateful day when my parents said they were moving to Florida and I had to go with them because I had nowhere to go. So I signed up for every apartment in town. I was on a bunch of waiting lists and told him that I would be visiting every 3 months until I got a place to live. Then one awful day, he went to the ER because he was having pain in his stomach. Come to find out he had esophagus cancer. I came in to town to see him but he wouldn’t see me. I don’t think he wanted me to see how bad he was. But he had great family and friends to help him and take care of him. I am so grateful to them for doing that. He suffered for 5 months. I felt so helpless. But I know that he is in a better place and I will never forget his smile and eyes. And he made me a better person and helped me heal in ways I would have never known. I went back to Florida after the funeral.
4 months later, my best friend was killed in a tragic car accident. It was horrible. So back to Illinois I went for another funeral. I was asked to speak at her funeral and it was an honor.
My life has not been fair to me and I don’t know if I will ever really pick up the pieces………….
So many times I look at my life and wonder where I would be now if I had never gotten sick? I am 40 years old now and just never thought my life would have turned out this way. I’m living with my parents. I’m single and have no children. But I have a loyal dog! I really thought I would make a great mother. I love kids. I was never asked to be anyone’s godmother, which really hurt. I often wondered why no one wanted me to be their child’s godmother. And I’ve never been a maid of honor. Why? I’m not sure. The closest I ever got was to be a wedding coordinator for my roommates wedding. That was such an honor. I got to make sure things went smooth on her wedding day. It was really fun. After that, I had thought about becoming a wedding planner.
But after college, I sought out jobs in the counseling industry and took a job where the atmosphere was hostile between staffers and no one was on the same page with the kids in the group home. It was a hostile work environment because the kids would ask me to do something against the rules and I’d say no. Then the other staffers would say yes. It was crazy. From there, I took a job in the office as a customer service rep. Then the nightmare started. I started with my migraines all over again (just like in high school). I was exhausted and in pain. I ended up quitting that job because my boss was making it a very difficult place for me to work. I was being bullied and now a days, that would probably be punishable. I just didn’t know what to do at the time. From there I took a few other jobs in the office. I lost my jobs to my illness. I would work for 2 years and they would end up firing me because I would miss too much work. It was a repetitive cycle. Then I decided I would work on my Master’s to find something that I loved to do. Perhaps that would make life easier. So I got my Master’s in Human Resources and in Counseling. I couldn’t do anything with them either. I found my dream job at a DUI facility. I was running group sessions for clients who were convicted with DUI’s. I loved the job and I was being groomed for bigger and better things.
My life took a turn for the worse when I started having stomach pains. It got worse and worse, I went into the ER. After the third night in a row of me being in the ER, they finally took it seriously. I think the fact that I looked like I was 6 months pregnant made things a little alarming for them. Come to find out I had a bowel obstruction. I went in for the surgery. When I came out of it, my oxygen levels dropped below 50% and my heart rate shot up to 180-200 bpm. They knew something was wrong and took me back into the operating room. Come to find out I contracted something in my lungs, in the OR. It was so serious that they ended up putting me in a medically induced coma. I was in a coma for 3 days. The doctors told my mom that chances are I wasn’t going to make it. THEN, my mom was in the waiting room of the ICU and a Spanish lady came up to her to ask if she could pray with her. My mom said yes. She asked if she could come in my room and pray over me. My mom agreed. We are believers and would welcome any help at that point. My mom said she prayed over me. After that, I began improving and the doctors had no explanation. My mom, dad and I do! We know the Lord had a hand in healing me. I was taken out of the coma and began healing after that. The lady asked if she could meet me. We said of course. She came in and prayed over me again. And I could feel her energy come right through my body. It was a warming sensation. I really started healing after that. I don’t know how to explain it. That was almost 3 years ago.
There are a bewildering number of treatment options for people living with fibromyalgia. That’s both good news, and bad.
It’s wonderful to have choice, especially since research and clinical experience have shown not all treatments work for each individual. What’s bad about it? Some treatments won’t be effective for anyone, and as a motivated person seeking recovery, you need to be able to sort the wheat from the chaff. You’ll find information on treatments throughout this site and with these guidelines, you’ll be able to make informed choices about what will work best for you.
Use Several Treatments of Different Types Every Day
One thing research has shown consistently is that people with fibromyalgia seem to do best when they use multiple forms of treatment. Because there are so many options, it’s easier to begin looking at them by grouping them into categories like these:
Fibromyalgia is a condition that resists categorization. Researchers and other experts in health care have described it as:
a “rheumatic” musculo-skeletal condition;
a condition of the nervous system related to abnormal pain perception;
an auto-immune disorder;
an aspect of post-traumatic stress disorder;
physical symptoms of depression.
It is referred to as a syndrome or condition rather than a disease because the symptoms vary widely. Some medical professionals dispute that it is an illness but as research has begun to pinpoint measurable abnormalities in people with fibromyalgia, that opinion is becoming one of a minority.
What It Feels Like
Imagine having a bad case of the flu, all the time, and you’ll be getting a rough idea of what the experience of fibromyalgia is like. The main symptoms are widespread pain throughout the body, extreme fatigue, poor/non-restorative sleep. These are the “keynote” symptoms found in all cases of fibromyalgia.
We have been hit by a HUGE snow storm here and it’s wreaking havoc on my body. My upper thighs are killing me and my hip joints hurt so bad. I haven’t felt that in a while. Schools are closed tomorrow and they have been telling us all day to stay off the roads. I have the start of physical therapy tomorrow afternoon. So I am going to call to see if they are open. I really don’t want to drive in this mess. It’s been snowing for over 24 hours. My poor dog has no where to go potty. And it’s just awful walking him outside in this weather. The cold just goes right through me!! I am hoping to get some help with the pain in my body via physical therapy. I’ve wanted to try it for a while. We shall see.
Has anyone tried physical therapy for their pain? What did you have done and how did it work?