at first, i was reluctant to mention it. i was young and it was still very new to me. i had a boyfriend when i was diagnosed, and he stuck with me for a while, but we ended a few months after. the next guy i dated that i told about having fibromyalgia was in college. i was nineteen, and the flares were only getting worse and coming on a lot more often. he started questioning the constant migraines, and after two months, i finally told him.
"is it contagious?"
seriously dude; google it.
he booked it; ran for the hills. first, he said it was because i wasn't upfront with him about it, then he said it was because he was scared to lose me.
...right.
my cousin has some serious health issues due to an incident when she was sixteen. once i told her about this guy, she told me i need to let them know i have fibromyalgia just as quickly as i let them know my name.
it can be really hard to find and meet someone that understands how you're feeling and the constant pain you're in. i've dated a few guys, and i'll admit, i've frustrated the hell out of them. i know i frustrate my boyfriend now. i can't remember for the life of me how i told him, but he's dealing with it really well; a lot better than i am, actually. he's so open-minded and hopeful that i can and will get better. he drives me to and from the doctors, makes sure i take my meds, brings me dinner, pretty much everything i can't/don't want/forget/too weak to do.
he complains sometimes about different things, but i really can't get mad. this is all new to him. he doesn't know how to deal with someone being in the pain i'm in. when my flares get really bad, it breaks my heart for him to see me like that. we intend on spending the rest of our lives together, and he's well aware that's a life full of pain. i'm just glad i don't have to go through it alone.
i'm having throbbing pains roing through my arms. time for meds. time for bed.
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