The Diagnosis

I went to my regular doctor yesterday because I couldn't take the pain anymore.  I could barely walk half the time and I was miserable.  I couldn't wait to get to the neuro on the 11th, and I was 99% sure it was Fibro anyway so I called the doc and got right in.  She asked me questions then did the pressure point test to see where my pain was...almost everywhere.  We then decided I did indeed have Fibro and am in a really bad flair up.  Then we figured out what set it off... let me back up a bit.


For years I'd been taking Cymbalta for depression.  When I moved back to Nebraska in 2010, my new insurance wouldn't cover it so I lived off samples from my new doctor.  I started seeing my current doc this year because she's awesome with Nate and asked what she thought of getting off the anti-depressant.  She put me on Celexa in March because it does pretty much the same thing mentally, but is much cheaper without insurance.  Little did we know, all those years of Cymbalta was keeping my Fibro at bay.  So since that started getting out of my system, I slowly started having a flair up.  I even remember telling Nate a few weeks ago that I just didn't feel right, but pretty much chalked it up to eating bad, getting older and being overweight.  Then things got worse and here we are...


So yesterday, Doc put me back on Cymbalta and said I should start feeling better in a couple days.  Thank the flying spaghetti monster in the sky!


I'm so glad to have an actual diagnosis.  I really was starting to wonder if everything was in my head, but now I know.  I can deal with it properly.  I can readjust my lifestyle to suit my issues...the fatigue, brain fog, pain, etc.


First thing I should do is probably get out of this third floor apartment.


*Here is a great link about Fibromyalgia:
http://chronicfatigue.about.com/od/whatisfibromyalgia/a/what_is_fms.htm