My entire body feels like I've been run over by a mack truck...twice. every single area of my body feels like it has been beaten by a hammer. To top it off, I ran out of pain pills. Just another day in my new fibro life. Some days I can handle it better than others. Today is one of the days when I'm not handling so well. I feel the self-inflicted pity party coming but I'm trying to push it away. Fibro is such a hard thing to be deal with and I question everyday what I did to deserve this illness to be given to me. I would love to wake up, even if it was only temporary, and be pain free. Knowing that's not going to happen is such a painfully hard realization. Thanks for letting me vent.
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