Brief resume - I’m 53 - dx PMR April 2019 symptoms bilateral shoulder pain. Muscle aches. Went from very fit to very slow and in constant pain. I’d had several years of high stress with very ill daughter and then my dad died then PMR symptoms started. Bloods always normal. Responded to steroids. Tapered with some flares but stopped pred last autumn. Rheumy said not PMR. No other dx given. Have been in constant low grade muscle pain since. And very weak compared to before without stamina. Awaiting second opinion in September.
But in June I had to self isolate and did so in tent at bottom of garden. I did nothing. No cooking, cleaning , charging around. I couldn’t go to see my ill relatives who I regularly see. I had all responsibility taken away. I sat by campfire, read, slept, went to bed with the sun and got up with the sun. The world slowed down. I noticed the bird life in the garden. I had a glass of wine by the campfire as bats flitted above my head. At the end of the 10 days I felt something was different- then realised what it was. I wasn’t in pain. I could get up without thinking “this is going to hurt” and some of my strength came back too.
It felt like I had been rebooted.
Obviously now I have responsibilities again (both emotional and physical) and work and housework and some of the pain has crept in, but I’m shocked at how much different I feel.
Stress and the knock on effects on so much of our mind and body is so little understood.
I know my case is very mild compared to many and know that obviously recovery isn’t as simple as rest. I don’t think rest would have made a difference at the beginning of this journey
But rest - not just physical rest but emotional rest must be important- and I know we can’t absolve of our responsibilities - nor would we want to - but time for ourselves is important. I think I’ve always felt guilty having time for myself as I have older relatives and younger folk I need to be there for - but I’m more mindful that I need to find a way to worry less and accept there are some things I can’t change.
This is a rough old journey and everyone’s journey is different - but if you can - find time for yourself. Sleep under the stars (in a comfy bed!) accept there are things you can’t change. Change the things you can.
I hope I’m near the end of my PMR journey. I know it could flare or develop into GCA but I’ll not worry about that now.
I’ll make time to slow down and count the stars