Light at the end of the tunnel

by Charlotte Martin


As I sit here now, writing this spur-of-the-moment blog post, I feel as though I have had a little bit of an epiphany.

This morning my mother hosted a coffee morning, the last one we will be having in this house before we move. She had invited a few people who I had not met before. There were three women in particular who, I have to say, made me feel hopeful for the first time in a while. I shall tell you why.

In July 2016 I was diagnosed with fibromyalgia, although I feel I have had it for longer then that. Since then I have been feeling a bit negative about it all, as the doctors don’t quite know what to treat me with. They have increased the dose of one of my arthritis medications to see if that would help, and although it has a bit, I am still in a lot of pain. I am now even more restricted with what I can do daily then I was before, and it’s starting to effect me.

Until I found Arthur’s Place, I had never met anyone nor spoken to anyone with arthritis and I felt fairly alone. With being diagnosed with fibromyalgia I felt even more out on my own.

But this morning I met three lovely ladies who all have fibromyalgia.

We discussed what treatment they have been on and the journey they have taken, and although it has been tough they have learnt to find out what works best for them. They have given me advice which has made me feel much more positive about my prognosis.

Now, I have always been a bit of a pain (no pun intended!) for taking painkillers when I need them, which is silly really. But after today, speaking to these ladies, I feel hopeful, and feel I can go to my doctor and ask for more help regarding pain control and treatments, and that this constant pain and tiredness I am feeling could be helped and treated.

I know this is a fairly random post and a bit all over the place, but if you’re feeling the same way, maybe you’re having a flare or you’re just having a bad day, mentally and physically, I just wanted to say there is light at the end of the tunnel.

You won’t always be this bad, there is hope and help out there. I never thought I would meet anyone with fibromyalgia and that there was nothing more doctors could do for me, that I just have to put up with the pain and fatigue. But today I’ve found hope! Praise the LORD I did.

So sorry if this is a jumbled, unreadable mess – just had to get it off my chest! Haha.

Until next time, sending love, hugs and hope,

Lottie x

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(Any opinions expressed in Charlotte’s blog are not necessarily shared by Arthur’s Place. Nothing that you read in Charlotte’s blog constitutes medical advice.)