fibromommy

So…every morning, I wake up and I am stiff and sore and sometimes my feet hurt to walk on them and my muscles scream at me and other times my feet are okay but the rest of my body doesn’t work.  So, what do I do to get going?

I get up, I roll off of wherever I may be sleeping depending on the amount of pain I was in the night before, the couch, my recliner or my husband’s recliner, or my bed.  I waddle like a penguin to my morning medicine in my kitchen.  Waddle over to the fridge and cupboards to get my kids breakfast ready, get them situated in front of the tv, this is their tv time because it occupies them long enough for my medicine to kick in and get me up and moving.

My main motivation to get up and moving??  My kids.  Plain and simple.  They rely on me to get them their breakfast and I have to change Ruby’s diaper from overnight and they like to get up eat their breakfast and get dressed…they have developed their own routine.  My kids are pretty predictable and I like it that way…knowing what to expect every morning has made life with fibromyalgia and my children a little more bearable.(except when I am in a massive flare…nothing is bearable…but that’s life and it’s like a bad storm and I just hold on and wait for the storm to pass). 

Sometimes I think to myself, I must be superwoman!!  It’s how I keep going all day in pain.  I praise myself for what I do get done in a day.  I also remind myself of the old saying, “when the going gets tough, the tough get going!!”.  I think, that for the most part I am a tough person.  I am able to live my life in pain daily, but still function as a human being, a mother, a wife, a daughter, a granddaughter, a sister, a friend, and a person.  Sometimes I forget that not everybody lives their life in pain…I forget that it isn’t a normal thing to have to live life the way I do…not for everybody anyways….but I think that because I think of my pain as normal, that it means I am getting used to the idea of living in pain.  I am not saying it doesn’t ever get to hard because as you can see by my past blogs, it gets hard and sometimes it gets so hard I don’t think I will be able to get through the day with all the responsibilites I carry.  Thankfully though, I have an amazing group of people in my life who are very understanding, very supportive and still love me, even though I am not the same person I was 5 years ago.  A lot of things have changed about me and how I live my life, but like other times in my life, the fibromyalgia has shown me who my true friends are. 

 To ALL OF MY TRUE FRIENDS AND OF COURSE MY FAMILY THAT LOVES ME REGARDLESS of my fibromyalgia…I love you all so very much and the help you offer when I hurt to bad to mom, is appreciated more than you will ever know.  Bringing me and the kids lunch when I hurt to bad to move around my kitchen to prepare anything but a banquet meal in the microwave, is appreciated more than you will ever know.  Riding along(or driving the kids and me)to Wal Mart and helping me in the store with my kids and then helping me pack everything into my house, is appreciated more than you will ever know.  Taking care of my kids when I need to sleep a flare away is appreciated more than you will know.  Helping me get my house cleaned(or cleaning it without my help)when I have been in a flare too long and my house has fallen apart, is appreciated more than you will ever know.  All the things you all do for me, big or small, thank you so much for being there for me.  Without alll the caring people in my life to help me physically with everything demanding in my life, or to just listen to me vent about my fibromyalgia, I don’t know what I would do without you.  Thank you for bieng you and caring.  It helps to keep me going when I am not fully down and out and it helps to get me up and moving when I am down and out.

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