Along with the joint pain, my skin is so sore. Clothes feel so heavy, and I am so weak ordinary everyday tasks seem like a huge burden. I am also constantly tired, whether I get some sleep or not. My GP says that it's fatigue, another damn symptom of Fibromyalgia. I have been to my doctors many times since Christmas, and both doctors in the practice agree that as well as Trigeminal Neuralgia, I do have Fibromyalgia. But, Fibro has to be properly diagnosed my a Rheumatologist, so I am hoping with every fiber of my being that it's not Fibro. I would prefer something else that can be cured with some magic pill. Having one incurable Chronic Illnesses is bad enough, but two??
My Trigeminal Neuralgia and Migraine pain has gotten worse than ever before. The intensity is severe, the constant burning on both sides is so difficult to handle. The shocks are quite frequent, there are days when the shocks are only a couple of seconds apart. Those are extremely dark days, and there is nothing I can do, and nowhere I can go for help. I have vowed never to go to hospital again. The more I think of it, the more I realise how badly I was treated while there. My new Consultant lied to me, straight to my face. After I was discharged, I was promised I would be seen as an outpatient within 4 weeks. That was in August 2016. It's now March 2017, and I am still waiting for my appointment. This Doctor has helped to completely destroy my faith in the health system here in Ireland. (Which is not hard.) She lied to me, patronised me and she was quite aggressive and really mean. I was at my most vulnerable while there. I reached out and asked for some help, but all I got was false hope and lies. I will never go back there for help. I have to go back for outpatient appointments, but I will never go to A&E and if I ever do get a letter from her, I will tell her what she can do with it. I am still angry about this, and I realise that it can't be just me. How many other people out there have been treated cruelly in our hospitals?
Living with constant excruciating pain is such a battle. Trying to stay as positive as possible, plaster the fakest smile on my face is intolerable, but necessary. Someone very wise said to me recently, "We are all fantastic liars," and she is so right! What do the majority of chronic pain patients say when someone asks how they are?
Do they say;
"I'm good thanks,"
Do they say;
"I feel like s**t"
"My pain is really bad today"
"It feels like Freddy Krueger is tearing open my skull, while battery acid is running down my face and some crazy person has attached jump leads to each nerve."
I bet most of us go for the 1st option, where we lie and pretend that everything is sunshine and daisies. This deception is necessary for most of us, but it is draining and exhausting.