I hate having chronic pain. I was perfectly fine right up until I finished my lunch, then it went down hill. My joints started to stiffen and became hard to move and I thought it was because of the cold (which it could have been) so I warmed up my hands with a warm water bottle. It helped to let my fingers move easier, but then the pain started. It started in my hands and spread throughout my body. I took a bath and then just laid under my heated blanket. I am currently sitting on the floor crying because of the pain waiting for my pain meds to kick in.
The worst part about this is that if it was someone else who feels like I do, then they would be able to go to the ER to get relief. Or could go to sleep knowing that it would be better in the morning. I am worried that it will get worse and I will have to miss another day at school when just last week I missed 3 1/2 days.
I am exhausted and overwhelmed and ready to give up.
Doctor: Here's a medication I want you to try, but it is a bit big. You might need to break it into smaller pieces so you don't choke.
Me:
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Mine was Nell Jackson from Renegade Nell.
Forget 'who was your sexual awakening?'
What character or person made you comfortable coming out?
(a mediocre poem by someone who is not a writer)
I cannot leave my room due to pain
I have an invisible illness
I hide my hands out of embarrassment of a rash
I have an invisible illness
I am late due to hypersomnia
I have an invisible illness
I cannot raise up my head due to fatigue
I have an invisible illness
I take a multitude of meds
I have an invisible illness
I am absent due to doctors much more than others
I have an invisible illness
I cannot walk as fast as my peers
I have an invisible illness
I need to sit after 5 minutes of standing
I have an invisible illness
Simply standing makes me short of breath
I have an invisible illness
I use my mobility aids
Do you see me now?
Me on a Girl Scout trip while eating cookies and watching a Broadway show: Is that cocaine?
(The girl next to me had pulled out a little bag of white rubber bands for their braces)
Just had a nurse say she was living life on the edge by shopping in the Old Navy clearance section.
If Brooklyn's Here was a person, it would be Steve Rogers.
600 strike except when Odysseus drops the Trident, it's the metal pipe sound effect.