I’ve had the same rheumatologist for 4 years, now. He’s seen me working and in pain and working and using a walker and fresh from the hospital and completely, unexplainedly fine, and working again and slowly getting worse. The past few visits he’s been telling me I’m really not that bad, when I just rest and stay unstressed. However, I surprised him today. He started up with the “So, what hurts?” and really not believing me when I said “I’ve been feeling much worse.” I said I have 3-7 migraines a week, and headaches the other days. He really didn’t seem interested in helping that. But then we got to the specific areas of localized pain and, wouldn’t you know it, the part that was the most painful was the shoulder he just gave an injection to 6 weeks ago. Usually, the injections cause a great improvement, so now I am possibly being honest and undramatic when I say “I’ve been feeling worse and have been unable to exercise properly.”

In the end, all my doctors agreed that I cannot return to full-time classroom teaching, and I have forms filled out by all of them to that effect. Hopefully, I will continue to live off the sick leave bank through June 17th (the 100th day of my Sick Leave Bank leave, 6 days before teachers are off-duty but 2 days after kids leave) and before getting let-go. If not, I can start tutoring kids to prep for finals, but I’m hoping to get as much time to get better as possible.

Here’s the skinny on my pain:

Weight gain does not add padding for my joints, back, or tush; it just adds weight to lug around and a greater amount of skin to be overly sensitive.

I can’t sleep on my side, because of both of my hips hurt and both of my shoulders displace a bit, but the weight of my DDs makes my breastbone hurt when I sleep on my back. If I don’t sleep well, I am achier the next day. And so it goes day after day until I finally sleep for over 12 hrs straight, after which I feel awesome and do too much and then can’t sleep because I’d slept so much and the cycle restarts.

Exercise can help if it’s just enough (so a little more than I feel like at first and a lot less than adrenaline helps me want to do once I’ve started). The next day, I can do the same amount. The third day, I can do a little more…  But once I stop or get hurt or do too much, I’m practically back to square one. It’s very difficult.

Meds are not as spectacular as they sound, but they do help.

  • Lyrica causes my nervous system to quiet down; like having the lights off and the blinds closed on a sunny day, it helps keep the lights out, but there still is light, or like making the middle part of a swear word silent for TV, you still get the gist but it’s a little less offensive.
  • Nabumetone is an all-day NSAID, so I don’t have to take Advil or Aleve. It means I never know I’m sick, because it also works as a fever reducer, but it does turn the pain dial down a notch.
  • Flexeril is a muscle relaxant. I only take it at night to relax enough so I can sleep, or on the very very very rare occasion that I’m having horrible muscle spasm pain, especially in my neck. It’s kind of like removing the sword from the wound: it still hurts, but at least it’s not still slicing you.
  • Hydrocodone (a.k.a. Vicodin) is a mixed bag. It’s a well-known opium-derived pain reliever that can totally lower my pain and make me feel human and relaxed and wonderful. It can also lower my horrible-level-9 blocked-out pain just enough that I feel it, causing unspeakable discomfort until the meds wear off. Plus, the more frequently you use it, the more you need. Plus, it is potentially habit-forming.
  • I have just discovered Lidocaine pads, which are awesome for my ribs, breastbone, and other bonier places. Not as good for inside joints (like shoulders), for my neck (under my hair doesn’t work, for obvious reasons), or even tight muscles unless it’s a nausea-inducing, swollen, pulled-muscle pain. But I do use them up to 3 at a time either to get through a rough time in public wearing a bra or to get to sleep. (A heating pad also works well for my lower back/hips.)
  • Klonipin is actually a psychiatric drug for anxiety, but it also relieves stress-induced muscle tension. I always surprise myself if I take half of a 0.5 mg tablet (that’s 1/4 of a milligram) during the day, before a stressful activity, because I just can relax and enjoy myself much more.
  • Cymbalta is an antidepressant that is also FDA-approved for people with fibromyalgia because it works on just the reuptake of norepinepherine and has few side effects. Since the ECT, it is all I’ve needed to manage my depression and depression itself can cause all kinds of sleep disturbance and unnecessary stress.
  • Seasonique is a 13-week-long birth control pill. It delivers a steady, low dose of hormone over nearly 3 months. This minimizing of fluctuation helps my mood considerably and reduces the amount of PMDD (which is like the raging stereotype of PMS, only worse) and PMDD-related-stress and PMDD-related-pain that I have had to deal with, even on the cheaper 4-week pill. This last cycle, I had a 1 day long, very light period and barely any PMS.

On another note, I read an article about foods that are good for and bad for fibromyalgia pain. Apparently, sugar, aspertame, and other artifical-sweeteners are reported to make pain worse by approximately the same amounts, so I’ll just go with fruit and ignoring articles in which all the test subjects start out believing certain foods effect their pain.

In addition, I’ve discovered that being home and doing very little means that I use fewer points than Weight Watchers allows on a daily basis (thus my weight gain). So now, I just eat as few points as possible with that daily points level as my “splurge.” We’ll see if it works.

That said, I’m going to make an appointment to see an allergist about possible gluten issues and one with an acupuncturist about my migraines, my sinuses, and my fibromyalgia pain.

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There’s something to be said for happiness inside a marriage. When two people are getting along and happy together, even if it’s a happy-you’re-happy and happy-we’re-getting-along and happy-because-we’re-not-thinking-about-tomorrow/next week/next year… well, it adds a general contentment to life. I may be anxious about the future and about the situations in the very-very-near-future, I know I have a partner and I know I can cope.

I have a plan of action (or, more specifically, homework) from my psychologist.

  1. I need to keep a record of my stress/anger/frustration, its triggers, the response, and what I did that helped or hindered a pain response.
  2. I’m going to do my best to cope with situations without holding tight until I snap or holding it in until I explode, but to actively communicate (verbally or nonverbally) my feelings when possible, assert my needs, exit overwhelming situations as needed, close down or reroute conversations that make me uncomfortable, and be less passive by initiating interactions with my siblings and telling my parents and siblings that I don’t want to be on a side or hearing any one half talking about the other.
  3. I’m going to do more to initiate intimacy with my husband and get myself in the mood before initiation by not doing chores of any sort and doing something calming like reading (which might also get me in the mood by feeling romantic but is mostly there to help me get out unwanted feelings) before Peter gets home and for the rest of the evening. By “intimacy,” I don’t just mean sexual activity, but also just spending some relaxing time together.

That third part is more for when we’re at home, but it helps to keep it in mind, because I won’t be seeing my doctor again until Tuesday, January 5, and I’m hoping to have enough coping skills to return to work March 1 ::knock on wood::.

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I promised my doctor that I would begin posting a journal entry every day, at least monitoring my wellness: depression, anxiety, pain, tiredness/energy, level of activity, and WW points consumed. So I will begin doing that as soon as possible. I’ve only just started looking for a good widget for WordPress.

Unfortunately, yesterday afternoon I was busy getting my interim grades in. They were makeshift, classwork-only grades, but that is all I could do in one night and all I am legally permitted to do as of this morning. With help from my husband, I was able to grade everything done with the subs (that had been collected) and thus grades were in and I went to bed before 1am.

So, the first weight off my mind is this: grades are in and I am not legally allowed to worry or dabble in work except, perhaps, to check my email.

What else is up? Well, Christmas is around the corner. Literally. So, on Saturday, I procrastinated grading by attacking Amazon.com, Overstock.com, and Novica.com to get gifts for: 2 parents, 2 parents-in-law, 2 brothers (+1 birthday), 2 sisters-in-law, 1 half-sister, 1 brother-in-law-in-law,  1 niece (+birthday), 2 nephews (+ 1 birthday), 1 close friend, 4 cats, 2 dogs, and 1 for the family gift exchange. I also stuck to only 4 presents (under $100 total) for my husband and kept everyone else under $20 per present.

So, the second weight off my mind is that I am done holiday gift-shopping.

The most important weight off my mind, however, is the most major concern I’d been having earlier: the d-word. After an awkward Saturday morning, I spoke with my husband and discovered he had no clue what he had actually said when we’d talked that fateful evening. He reassured me that yes, of course, he sometimes feels trapped. That’s natural. He still feels that we need couple’s counseling, but does not feel ready to discuss separation. We are both going to work hard to be a real couple and share each other’s lives. My getting a life, and having the energy to do things and be a helpmate rather than just a burden, will be a part of that. We even made love in the middle of the night last night, for the first time in waaaaay too long (well over a month) and I don’t plan for it to be the only time this week :)

So the third and final weight is that my husband and I are working on our marriage/partnership, rather than working on a separation.

Of course, out with the old, in with the new… Now that those weights left my shoulders, a few hovering birds have perched:

  1. Finances and paperwork: it will take time, but I can help it out by slowly chipping away at it, doing what I can when I can, cutting out some costs and dipping into the money that has recently been regained in my nest egg. I’ll soon be cutting-out my cell’s data plan and my laptop wireless-anywhere connection and shopping at the supermarket regularly so we eat out far, far less.
  2. Combatting depression: I’m going to have to set goals for each day and rules, such as only allowing myself 2 hrs of TV before 4pm. This will include a list of choices of recreational activities and a HUGE checklist of small tasks I can do with minimal pain, and forcing myself to do at least 1 task each day. Tomorrow, the task is to uncover and decorate the Christmas tree. I will also see my doctors regularly and remember to shower, dress, and take my AM meds as soon as I wake up.
  3. Getting healthy: I will be using the WiiFit, other active Wii games, “Sit and Be Fit” DVD, or taking walks every single day – at least 30 minutes of activity in groups no smaller than 10 minutes. I will eat within my daily points allowance. I will chew gum or drink no-points, no-caffeine beverages when I feel an urge to nosh.

I’d like to set a routine for myself, but I don’t want to feel obligated to sleep more/less than I feel the need to on any particular day or set myself up for failure, so a list of tasks to check off and required activities seems to be the best bet.

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