I would like to say thank-you to everyone who commented on my last post.
I have no been on here for a while, as I have been trying to get my head around this whole "fibromyalgia" thing.
Anyway in my quest to try and come to terms with it, I wrote this poem (my first ever poem) and now I'd like to share it with all my other fibro friends.
Enjoy and I welcome your feedback.
Poem.... Dear body letter
By G Williams 24/6/2012
There is something we need to discuss,
This fibro thing is causing me fuss,
The meds I take eases it so,
But it keeps flaring up just to say
Now heres the thing I want you to know.
I didn't want this, so could it please
I know it's a wish which will never come true,
But I thought "what the hell"
I thought I'd ask you.
See everyone's says
"girl you look alright!"
But they don't know everyday is a fight.
I smile, and I say "yea I'm fine"
And to partying, I politely decline.
I work all day teaching kids,
A job I love, so please don't take this.
I trained 3 years to get my degree, 4 including my NQT.
So if you stop me from doing this,
You truly are TAKING THE PISS!
There's things I wish I had done,
Manly, having more good fun.
See this fibro changed me into someone new,
And for that I would like to say
Although this change has come at a high price,
I now see things in a different light.
See life is for living,
That is so true.
And that self pity thing
I just won't do!!
This time last year I was on a high, my biggest problem was
Something in my eye.
Back then I was blind to so many things,
And in truth I didn't value anything.
Now I admit I was a fool!
My health I valued least of all.
I would stay up working until 2am,
Back up at 6 for work again.
Would drink until my face went blue, and throw up three times down a friends loo.
I would smoke like a chimney,
Although I must admit,
This is a bad habit which I still need to quit.
Some days i'd eat nothing
as I thought that was the answer.
To gain the holy "slimmer figure".
Would swim until my muscles burned as I had eaten no calories for my body to burn.
Although the PCOS made sure that all didn't matter,
That will be in my next letter!
I can't be self pitying
As theirs others worst off then me.
How can I judge others,
when people wrongly judge me....
As they don't see fibro inside.
They just think I'm lazy,
A fat cow on her behind!!
So here's my terms and conditions
For the rest of my life.
And if we stick to this
we'll be just fine.
First of all I promise you
That drinking alcohol, I just won't do.
no barcardi, no vodka, nothing at all.
However the flare ups must be kept small.
I promise I'll eat three meals a day,
Provide you keep the stomach pains at bay.
Thirdly I think we'll all agree
that vegetarian I must be.
Although you must except that at times I may wander,
Into a kebab shop and buy a beef burger
I request that my skin stops burning.
For this I will try and get over my yearning
As i'll give up one of these:
Coffee, orange juice or tea.
The brain fog needs to stop!!!!
It's getting in the way of my job.
In return i'll swim twice a week, three times if I feel i'm on a peak.
My sixth term is the shaking must stop.
In return of this,
as I know you will request,
I'll give my body lots of rest.
Provided I quit putting wheat inside of me.
The seventh request this would be.
In return I would simply require
Increased energy levels for this day and after.
My eight term is simply you stop
the IBS from making me pop.
My ninth request is at night
Once I turn out the bedroom light
That I soon sleep and go to slumber.
Not three or four hours after.
I'll know you'll want something in return so
Provided I can get
A good man to help me
A massage once a week it will be.
My tenth request and my final one you see.
Is That I learn and understand thee.
Yes this fibro is causing me fuss
But learn to live together we