I am in so much pain right now I can’t believe it. This is the worst it’s ever been. I’m laying on an electric blanket folded in half so it touches my whole body. I’m going back to the doctor this week. I don’t know what’s going on with me, but I am NOT about to spend the rest of my life laying around in pain. Not without a fight.
I think it might be my Lymes. I was diagnosed four years ago, did the antibiotics courses, and…nothing. Yet doctor after doctor tells me the same thing: fibromyalgia, nothing we can do, blah blah blah.
No. Sorry. I’m done with this bull. I’m 19 years old and it took me two hours to get out of bed this morning. You can’t be serious that there is NOTHING you can do for me.
I’m normally very passive, don’t really care what goes on. But now I’m pissed. Not the passing I’ll-be-over-it-by-tomorrow pissed, the kind where I am ready to do whatever it takes to fix this.
Apparently, a set of balls comes with having Lymes. Who knew?
