Ok guys it’s time for me to get real on here...not that I haven’t been real, transparent & open in my posts before but in this one I especially feel the need to lay it all out there. And don’t expect a nice, tied together little lesson like a normally post. This is more of my free-thinking, ramblings, attempt to process what’s been happening in my life lately.
So anyways, the picture above is the all the pills I take in 1 day. 2 pills for my stomach, 2 pills for my bladder and 5 pills for fibromyalgia related nerve pain. And this doesn’t include the bad pain days when I require additional stomach medicine or actual pain pills. Yes I am a walking pharmacy and I HATE every minute of it.
Since I first got put on regular meds for fibromyalgia and stomach problems about 6 years ago I have fought the pills. To take pills makes me feel like a sick , old person or worse yet like a failure. Shouldn’t a 27 year old be able to get through a day and function without taking NINE pills ?!
So last week I seized my opportunity to get off the meds. Out of nowhere I came down with a terrible flu virus ,on top of dealing with my 3rd bladder infection in 6 months (see what I mean about getting real). I was in some of the worst pain of my life and had to even miss 2 days of work, which I hated and never do. No matter how much pain I’m in I always work-I need the money and hate to let down the people I work for.
So anyways in the midst of this sickness and pain I couldn’t keep anything down including medicine so I stopped taking all my meds. I figured sometimes I don’t feel that great taking the medicine so I probably wouldn’t feel that much worse without them. I didn’t notice a change at all for 2 days. I was so excited! I thought maybe my problems were gone and I didn’t need the meds. I imagined being able to write this awesome post on here about how God healed me of my fibromyalgia and I don’t need medicine. And then I woke up the 3rd day, my neck hurt terribly and I had numbness and tingling down both my arms. I knew exactly what that pain was-fibromyalgia-and I knew I needed to act quickly to get under control. I felt defeated and went back on my medicine. The next day (today) my doctor was not happy with me for going off my meds. She felt I took myself back to square one with the pain I experience in so many places in my body. She was probably right but I certainly didn’t need anyone to help me feel worse about myself. She couldn’t seem to understand how it makes me feel to need to take medicine. How I feel that people look down on me for needing medicine to function. How I couldn’t imagine taking all this for the rest of my life. She told me the pills I take are fine for long-term use but I still feel unhealthy taking them. How I know I can’t be on these pills and have children someday because you can’t take these pills and be pregnant. I just want to be normal. I don’t want to take medicine and have to go through my day trying to remember to take every pill. I don’t want to be in pain and miss out on life. I just want to be happy, healthy, pain-free and living a life that pleases God.
So I’m back on my meds. No happy, I’m healed story to share. I’m just continuing on my journey with God. Trying desperately to feel as good as I can to be able to work and have time for friends and family. Last week was a big bump in the road and hopefully brighter days are ahead. I’m trying to see this medicine as a blessing. It certainly teaches me humility-I’m not perfect and have to accept that I need help to be able to function physically like a normal person. It teaches me not to worry about what others think of me-if someone judges me for physical problems that are outside of my control or makes me feel bad for taking medicine that doctors have told me I need-then that is their problem. And it further reminds me that I’m not in control of anything-not how I feel or circumstances that arise-God is. And I need to trust Him and find joy in the midst of struggle. And it reminds me of the wonderful blessing of the people I have in my life-the ones who pray for me, listen to me and encourage me through rough times. Sometimes it’s hard for me to be open with my friends and family about how I’m feeling physically. It’s a careful balance of being honest that I’m in pain but at the same time not dwelling on it too much. I don’t want to seem like a complainer or have people feel bad for me. I just don’t want to be the sick girl that no one really wants to be around. I just want to be like everyone else.
So if you wondered where I’ve been the last 2 weeks-you’ve got the real deal. God is continuing to refine me, mold me, change me and make me more like Himself through pain and challenging circumstances. Truthfully it’s not been fun and hopefully happier days on the horizon. Just a few months till Spring and Summer..so of course happier days are ahead!
Hope you all have a blessed day!