(From a recent session with Lynne.)
Lynne: So how have you been doing this week?
Me: Well, you know how when you were little you’d have a bruise, and you’d keep pushing on it, and then you’d go to your mom and say, “It hurts when I do this,” and she’d say, “Well, then stop doing that”?
Lynne: Um, no?
Me: Never mind.
I do this. If I have a hyper sensitivity patch I’ll run my finger over it gently to find myself surprised at how much it hurts, then manage to convince myself that it can’t possibly hurt that much so I’ll touch it again. I’ve just found your blog and you are awesome!! I have Fibro too and you seem to have so many of the same experiences as me. And it is great to find someone that admits to having a shitty time with Fibro and that it’s not always possible to look on the bright side. I’m going back to read through your blog from the beginning – being someone that has lots of time to do those sorts of things xoxo
Hey, Carrie! Thanks for stopping by 🙂
Although I’m sorry that any of us have to be here, I hope you can find a few things to help lighten your journey a bit.
Don’t worry you definitely are not alone. I do the same thing as Carrie, and I had my share of “hey mom I do this and it hurts” “well don’t do that” conversations. However, I did learn at an early age that when my brother said:
“hey touch this” or “hey smell this” it was wise to say no.
Things my brother did:
Convinced me to touch the hot eye of a stove.
Hooked the metal caps on my front teeth up to batteries & adapters.
Gee, now that I think about it it’s probably his fault my pain sensors are all screwed up and stuck in the on position.
While I did once touch a hot stove to see what it felt like, I never did anything like the other.
have a younger brother, and it was incredible (and not always in a good way) to see the stuff that he and his friends came up with, that never in life would have occurred to me.