Flying High In April, Shot Down By May
In early April last year I drove to Banff,Alberta to attend and present at the annual conference of the Calgary Coach Connection.
I was excited to spend time with other coaches and to pilot some new ideas.
Three weeks later I was trapped in bed in excruciating pain.
My Fibromyalgia had returned.
I can handle this, I
thought, I’ve been through this before.
And, I had. I had occasionally experienced some twinges of pain, particularly
on windy, cold or rainy days since 1995. Then starting in the Fall of 2002 pain
became THE gremlin fucking up my life.
By April 2008 I had gone through 7 long term episodes of
pain. The shortest was 2 ½ months in duration and the longest 4 ½ months. So,
when the pain started in April 2008, I was devastated, crushed, pissed,
depressed, and frustrated but figured that come September the pain would gone. I could get through this.
Little was I to know that the pain would go on for 8 ½ months
before I found a way to get some relief. And, today I do have times without pain,
sometimes even entire days. But, the pain is far from gone.
And, I am writing about pain
and the whole damn thing [notice there ain’t no love] for reasons not
completely known to my conscious mind.
Join me on this journey, if you wish. I will write when inspired and able.
