Dear Fibromyalgia,
Look, I know you are not nice. We’ve been together for awhile now and I pretty much understand how you operate. I don’t like you and you don’t like me. Until today I thought I had a pretty good handle on you. I know what aggravates you and so I just don’t do those things. I know if I run or type too much I’ll get joint pain so I try and avoid both those things.
Then all of a sudden you decide to kick up my normal pain to somewhere in the astronomical level. I know you will go back to normal and I will go back to my life but come on now at least make sense. Give me a reason why you do the things you do other than just the fact that you can. This is not cool fibro, not cool at all.
Sincerely,
Sarakastic


February 13th, 2010 at 10:56 pm
Sarcastic and a bit snippy is the only way to approach the ole’ Fibro bug-a-boo sometimes, because let’s face it… you have to have a little humor on top of your sour milk corn flakes to sweeten an otherwise unpalatable meal! Keep your chin up, kiddo
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