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Mirelle Herrey

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We’re finally back home from Copenhagen and I am so broken. I’m not sure what I was thinking planning a trip the day after flying for 24 hours. I was so sick when we were on our way to the train station, we almost turned back around but I pushed through and I’m glad I did because it was beautiful. We had a great time even though I’ve been a cranky, achy, sleepless nightmare to everyone around me. I swear if I didn’t have to hang out with myself I really wouldn’t. I try so hard every day to rise above all the pain and bite my toungue but when I’m on day 5 of hardly sleeping it gets rough pretending that I don’t hate everything. If didn’t have to do ANYTHING for the next few days I’d be so happy..

I need to rest and recover.

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3 svar på ”Back”

  1. You are absolutely right. I would have felt bad wherever I was so getting to do some fun things was nice :) I’m sorry you’re part of this nightmare club too! When I first got sick I lost a ton of weight because my stomach hurt all the time so I couldn’t eat properly, and then I got a terrible sinus infection on top of that, and after that it was down hill from there. So no accidents or big traumas, I think my body just kind of gave up.
    As much as I don’t want anyone else to go through this stuff, I’m happy you wrote me. Big hugs and take care of yourself <3

  2. FMS is a crappy, crappy illness, but think about it this way, you would still feel kinda crummy at home, so at least you had some fun and pretty memories/pictures to go with the crappiness. I have only been reading your blog for a week or so and I feel so badly for you getting fibro so young. I didn’t start to feel totally crappy until I was 41, right after my back surgery – I think the stress on my body of the herniated disk pain and subsequent surgery brought about the fibro. Did anything precede your fibro – an illness, a car accident, a surgery, some awful emotional thing? Everyone I know had something bad happen right before the fibro hit. It seems to wait until your body is weakened by something before it creeps in and steals your good sleep, your pain-free days, your memory, and your enjoyment of life because you know that you’re going to pay for having a good time with pain & post-exertional malaise.

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