LIVING WITH FIBRO

Don't get me wrong, I love the drug Lyrica.  But, the ads on TV bug me.  This very attractive middle-aged woman talks about how some days her pain is so bad she has to force herself to leave the house.

My reality is some days if I get dressed its a red letter day.

Then there is the famous fibro fog.  This is where basically you brain stops functioning in a way that supports daily chores, names, dates, children's names and anything else you need to recall rather quickly.

EX:  I've been setting at my computer for two days trying to refill a medication through my online prescription company.  Then it hit me I had had it filled at the local Wal-Mart.  Two days.

One of the other aspects of this wonderful disease is the inability to concentrate.  You can't even do it looking at the orange juice can.  This is really bad for a writer.  Our editor's don't really understand that getting three sentences in a row written in one twenty-four hour period as making good progress on a manuscript.  

If you are trying to get a book read so you can write a review that was due last Tuesday and are only half-way through the book the review site owner is send you frantic e-mails saying, "What do you mean you read three pages today, and you remember most of it?"

So, If I see you out in public or at a writers conference and I don't know your name without your name tag, don't be offended. 

Murmur, "Poor thing" as I'm walking away, and I'll know you understand.