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What if Wonder Woman had Fibromyalgia?

So I am a huge fan of superheroes. I love all the Marvel and DC shows and films and am loving the new Comic Cool revival that is happening. I was watching Wonder Woman (again) the other night and started to think to myself “What if Wonder Woman suffered from a chronic pain condition like Fibromyalgia?” or “What if Super-girl had Endometriosis?” what then would happen to the worlds they protect? It stands to reason that if these superheroes have heightened strength and powers then if they suffered from a chronic pain condition then the pain and symptoms would be heightened too. Now I know the purists out there will say they are Gods and Aliens and there DNA wouldn’t suffer from a human condition. Well you may be right, however think for a moment that they as a race can suffer from sickness just as we do. Allow yourself to believe that these could be very similar to our illness and conditions we suffer and strive to find cures for. If that were the case then its plausible they could b
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At the beginning of my fibro journey..

It started so slowly that I didn't even realise the symptoms were linked. It took my father watching a random show on television to put it together. The first time I realised something wasn't normal I was at home and I noticed how fast my heart was beating. I had never had palpitations before so when I could see my heart beating through my chest I got a little scared. The palpitations kept coming back and I started to feel dizzy. I first thought that my blood sugar was low. Its hard to explain the fog, the only way I can try is its like I am watching myself through a long lens. I can see my actions but I cant control them. I started to get these a lot over the next few weeks, at home, in work and even when I was driving - this scared me even more.  I had lived with pelvic pain for a long time as I suffer with endometriosis and poly cystic ovary syndrome. I put the pain in my legs and  back down to these but then I started to get pain in my arms and chest too. The pain was di

When you are caught completely off guard!

Driving home singing along to the radio in the sunshine, enjoying the early finish and the chance to get home and have some fun. Then completely out of the blue, a pain unlike any other shoots right through me. A sharp pain that hits me deep inside. All of a sudden I have tears in my eyes and my legs won't stop shaking. I am less than 2 miles away from my house but I am so worried I won't make it there. I am stuck in traffic which means I have to clutch control when all I want to do is curl up in a ball with a hot water bottle and a ton of codeine in my system.  So I have a multiple choice option: 1. I pull over and wait for the pain to ease. Better to be safe than sorry. 2. Push through the pain and get home as fast as the traffic will allow me. 3. Pull over and call my Dad to come pick me up while crying down the phone. Option 3 is a no go as I know he will be out and unable to collect me. So do I pull over and wait for the pain to ease, which based on my histo

Netflix and Chill

Firstly I am sorry its been a while since I posted I will attempt to make this a more regular thing from now on.  I am sure you all know the meaning behind the phrase "Netflix and Chill", However my meaning of this now rather common phrase is very different! When I think of "Netflix and Chill" I think of a big cosy blanket, a packet of painkillers at easy reach, my TENS machine attached and cranked up to the max and a good boxset ready to try and take my mind off of the pain. Now don't get me wrong I also dream of a Tom Hardy dream boat at my side with some Ben and Jerrys asking if I would like him to massage my back and play with my hair till I fall asleep! Unfortunately Tom is rather busy and I haven't found my own version happy to deal with my bad days as well as my good ones.  Well today was one of these days, I managed to drag myself out of bed early enough to meet up with one of my good friends for a coffee and catch up instead of cancelling yet

And at last I see the light.....

In March I had my last laparoscopy. The outcome was not what I wanted at all, I was hoping to be told (and it seems silly writing this) that the endometriosis had regrown. That they had removed it and that the endless pain I had been suffering with recently was going to get better. This sadly was not the case. I was told that there was no reason for the pain to be so bad, that the endometriosis had not spread and that the mirena was working well. I was devastated! Not because it hadn't gotten worse but because there was no way to stop the pain, nothing to cut away and help me. All of a sudden I was staring in to an abyss of endless pain, fatigue and a life without being able to be me. This pain and illness has stopped me from being able to live like any other women in her thirties would. I spend many days in bed unable to do anything because the pain is so intense. I am unable to drink unless I plan it weeks in advance, I end up cancelling plans with friends because I'm too tir

Living with an invisible illness.

Living with an Invisible Illness? From the moment I was told by my GP that I may have endometriosis I was straight on the internet and advice forums. One of the most commonly used phrases I found was "living with an invisible illness".  When I first read this I felt like fist bumping the air and shouting YES! at the top of my voice. Suddenly I wasn't just the only one who felt like this. I had always felt like a bit of a whimp for being so rubbish that I couldn't just get on with my life during Painful monthly periods. I saw my friends and family get through it without any trouble or moaning and not having to even take paracetamol. I on the other hand was doubled over in pain, dosed up on codeine with a hot water bottle and bleeding so heavily sometimes that I couldn't move from the toilet. Why was I so different? Then the pain just carried on. It didn't matter where in my cycle I was and it was suddenly all around my abdomen, sharp and stabbing in my back

Be an endo(Survivor)..

Sorry I haven't posted in a few days but its been a busy week. You know those weeks where you blink and you have lost 3 days??  Its been a tough week so far, not helped by the terrible weather! I park about a 20 min walk away from my work and on most days I will walk in and back. It gets me some much needed fresh air and a good 40 mins of gentle exercise. The weather has been so bad that I have had to get the bus on most days. I know this should make me less tired, right? Well actually its had the opposite effect. I started to feel lethargic and grumpy yesterday so I decided I was missing some endorphins and would need to get myself to the gym if I was to get that good feeling back. I went to the Gym last night, for the first time since before my last laparoscopy/cystoscopy. I have a basic routine, nothing too stressful because my back is still in recovery. I was so unaware of the impact it was going to have on me. I really thought I was going to be fine. I spent 25 mins on