There seems to be so much information about Fibromyalgia and none of it consistent. One book says it can be cured, another that you live with it. That, in a way, you actually have to make friends with it. I view it as the enemy. It has stolen from me. My career was also my hobby and I am just hanging on by my fingertips. I can feel myself slipping.
I downloaded this free book on Practical Living with Fibromyalgia and it has been both interesting and helpful. I understand about "fibrofog" a bit better now and have also reached the realisation that the effects of fibrofog are more wide ranging than I thought. I thought it was just about finding it hard to find the right word in conversation, of being less able to remember and focus. Now I find that it can affect the ability to understand what people are saying or have written. Then this has got me wondering if I really misunderstood what a friend wrote to me or did I get it right. Either way, it has made for an uncomfortable situation. One that has affected my depression even more. :-(
Tomorrow is my appointment with the Pain Psychologist and I am getting increasingly anxious about it. A wise friend suggested I go in with an open mind that they may actually be able to help me and, if they can't, then I haven't lost anything in the trying. I think I am afraid that this person is going to try and somehow get into my head like the Sports Psychologist did. Churn up stuff that was so unrelated and leave me with no way of dealing with it. I suppose I shall have to give it a try.
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