I'm usually a completely glass half full person but I've felt really low for the last couple of days. I was diagnosed with fibromyalgia at the beginning of 2016, as well as chronic sacroiliitis, to add to the rheumatoid arthritis, lower back issues and bursitis that I already had.
What has really floored me though is breaking both ankles (each in two places) in a simple fall last summer. The surgeon thinks the bones have healed well, I've been doing lots of physio and hydrotherapy -as much as the pain will allow. My dose of gabapentin has been increased to try to help me do more physio and I take oramorph at night to help me sleep - I couldn't function if I took it during the day.
But I am still in lots of pain, dread getting out of bed in the morning because I know every step will hurt, and have felt like a prisoner in the house because my mobility is so limited. I do have a wheelchair but can't really get myself used to using it on a routine basis. No-one is quite clear why I'm getting such pain and sporadic discolouration of the left leg (that foot was operated on - the other in a boot). CRPS was ruled out by a specialist last week - my surgeon is referring me to a rheumatologist to see if RA or fibro is causing this, and will treat me for my spine/sacroiliac problems which have also been getting worse. (I did do a previous post on CRPS which is why I am not completely new, though forgot to put newbie in the title).
Ordinarily I manage to stay pretty upbeat and optimistic - I know there are lots worse off than me. Don't quite know what started this slump, but certainly made worse yesterday when my 13yr old came to me in tears because his "friend" had been making unpleasant comments about my health conditions and appearance. I know I shouldn't be sensitive about the ignorant comments of a 13 yr old, but the thought that these things are being said about you, and used to mock my son, is really upsetting. Today I can barely drag myself out of bed.
Sorry for posting what is essentially a long whinge, but thought getting things off my chest might help and hubby is out with friends so I can't rant at him.