Wasted Time

I have every other weekend off.  I spent Saturday with my husband just watching movies and enjoying each others company.  It was a relatively good day.  Pain was at a manageable level, until about 12am.  From then until about 5am on Sunday I was up and down taking my various medications for pain relief.  I finally took the last medication in my arsenal, which worked.  I spent most of Sunday asleep.  I was awake from 12pm to 2pm, back up at 5.  Made dinner ate and laid on the sofa.  A dull throbbing in my left temple,  burning needles down my neck and into my left arm, while my nose dripped, ears ached, and throat hurt.  The heartburn wasn't pleasant either.  This wasn't how I wanted to spend my Sunday.  I counted no calories, for my crazy diet, I did not exercise, I did not go swimming with my husband, I did no dishes or cleaning.  This is another day wasted.  Wasted on pain.

Me and Pain

I am an average middle class American, living with chronic pain.  I have been with the same man for almost 16 years and have a teenage son.  I am a nurse.  I love my job and my family.  However living this life is difficult to say the least.  Any one who lives with chronic pain, would agree.  I suffer with migraine/fibromylagia.  It seems like no one around me gets it.  It IS an everyday issue.  It does not "come and go" as my admissions director stated.  I may be up and walking, talking, and functioning that does not mean that I am not in pain.  In fact as I am composing this blog, my first in fact, I am waiting for my triptan to kick in.  Which it is starting to do.  I usually keep a journal, but I thought what the heck.  If no one reads this, it won't be any different than my journal anyway.  So, to all of you out there suffering from any type of chronic pain.  I understand!