I would be glad to share with you my experience with Fibromyalgia. I am 36 years old and up until I was about 25 I had only one gear- fast. I was super mom. Sunday school teacher, Girl Scout leader, class volunteer, perfectly clean house, perfectly groomed children. Did all the fun things with my children, went to the library, park, picnics, you name it we did it. I could never sit still through an entire TV show, I didn't have the time. One day I woke up tired, the next day I woke up even more tired. I kept thinking it would pass...It didn't. The fatigue only got worse. Later on I started having various medical problems, chronic UTIs, stomach problems, reoccurring pneumonia & sinus infections, allergies, weird skin rashes, pain in my joints and muscles. Finally I began to have serious memory deficits that began to interfere with daily life enough to keep me from being able to hold down a job. Recently my Fibromyalgia "fog" has even interfered with my ability to care for myself. Even with a pill dispenser marked with the days and times I became so confused I made errors with my medication regularly and had to ask my husband to take over that responsibility. I only drive the car now when I am sure I am having a clear minded day. Some days just getting out of my pajamas can be too much and doesn't happen until 4:00 PM, if at all. I cannot make commitments to attend functions a head of time because I do not know from day to day how I will be functioning. My children have chosen to live with their father (we are divorced) and I have since realized that it must have felt awfully scary living with a mother who was sick so much of the time and I can understand why they felt safer with their Dad. My Husband is wonderful to me and understands my illness and is very supportive but I want so much to be able to say to him, "honey I feel great!" Because I know he sometimes wishes he could hear those words from me just once. Sometimes we both get tired of me being sick and tired but thank God if there never is a cure here on earth, I know there will be one waiting for me in Heaven. So for now I hold the Lord's hand through those hard days and I thank him for those good days...those good days...I sure thank him for those good days...don't you?
Shared by Gretchen Osteen
February 6, 2007
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Isaiah 40:31
But those who wait on the LORD
Shall renew their strength;
They shall mount up with wings like eagles,
They shall run and not be weary,
They shall walk and not faint.
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