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I saw the rheumatologist today. He diagnosed me with fibromyalgia, and told me that I very possibly may have Chronic Fatigue Syndrome as well because of the extremity of the fatigue that I was feeling.

This couldn't have come at a better time, at the begenning of a new quarter of school.

The look on my parents' faces when they found out that I wasn't just making it up or doing it for attention was incredible. Not to my surprise, they protested against the rheumatologist with statements like 'Well, everyone else thinks he just has depression'. She mentioned that I was on Lexapro, which he immediately took me off after telling me that it often had an adverse affect on people with FMS, telling me I shouldn't take it. It was great.

I'm so happy now! ^_^

I'm really starting to wish that there was a way to describe the amount of pain and complete lack of energy I'm experiencing. After recently getting home from the psychiatrist's office, they prescribed Lexapro, which they said would help with the pain. It hasn't done that at all.

Maybe I'm still wrong, but everything I've looked at (including asking a pharmacist) regarding Lexapro says nothing about it being used for pain. In fact, if anything, the pain has been made worse by the medication.

I feel nauseous, I'm in a constant haze of dizziness, I have pain in places that I didn't even know I could have pain inside of me. Until now, I would have said that the state I was in before was the worst possible feeling, but now, after taking Lexapro, I'm going to have to say THAT is the worst possible experience, especially for someone with pain, to give someone a medication with pain as a side effect...

Yesterday, I was dragged out of the house to go to a Boy Scout event. I was still trying to recouperate from the experience of moving around at school, and I tried to tell them that it would be a very bad idea, but they didn't understand, so I ended up going.

Naturally, I expected to be in and out as soon as it was over, but that was too much to hope for, apparently, despite being sick. After the reception, I basically came home and collapsed.

Today was also the day that graduation tickets were given out, so a lot of the kids ended up going in early, at around 4-5 am. I thought that I'd be forgiven doing that, since I had done the thing yesterday, but no ... when they got back, they were embarassed because there were other kids there with their parents and I wasn't there.