I am a mother of 3 wonderful children. I live in severe pain every day. My family tries to help me as much as they can. They make sure that I get to the doctors when I need to, and make sure that I take my medication. I also suffer from Major Depressive Disorder and it hurts my family to see me like this. They try their best to help me. I do have a wonderful family and I love them all to death. I try to do my best when I can and will always be there for my family even when I am in the worst pain in my life.
I describe myself as being difficult. It's hard to understand them without knowing exactly what they are and how they work. One of the ways that I describe the problems with my feet is like walking on pins and needles all the time. It doesn't matter what time of day or what time of night. The way that I describe my fibromyalgia is by telling people that it feels like knives being shoved into every muscle of your body along with needles in certain places. I also describe as having the flu all the time without having the actual flu, just the muscle pain from the fever from the flu. I describe my stomach problems as if someone punches you in the stomach and you have a constant pain there and it feels like your going to be sick all the time. The only other illness that I really say anything about is my Osteoporosis and that's because with age it will get worse (according to the doctor). The way that I describe myself to others with that is like a wine glass that is very fragile and I can break very easy if I don't take care in what I do and how I do it. Most of the other illnesses I just kind of keep to myself. When it comes to my depression and anxiety I flat out tell people that's exactly what I have and that there are more days that I am "sad" and "afraid" than there are days that I am normal. Other than that, I don't really talk about my illnesses because once I mention them and I tell them that I am disabled because of it I have this very bad luck of people running from me. It's like they are afraid that they are going to catch it from me like some sort of flu or cold bug... It's very annoying and it's hard to really describe anything to anyone.
My baby girl! How much she has grown.
My middle son. Passed out after a day of work.
My oldest boy..... Smile son!
My three wonderful children that are my world! There is nothing I couldn't/wouldn't do in this world for them. They keep me going and help me out a lot. Without them, I am just another lonely human being on earth.