'In the blink of an eye, everything can change'.
That's how I felt about the fibro'. "count slowly from ten down to one" the voice was telling me as I went into surgery for a biopsy - I don't remember reaching number one, but I woke up a few hours later with an extra illness. Of course, I wasn't aware of it straight away. How could I be? All I could think of, was getting home and, hopefully, back to work after a few days. It took four months of frustration and many tests, as I tried to understand why I was in so much pain; why I was so exhausted doing nothing; why I couldn't sleep; why I couldn't always concentrate; before my doctor suggested I may have Fibromyalgia. That was eighteen years ago and I still don't understand it. There were so many things that could have contributed - trauma in childhood; an abusive marriage; needing to be perfect; working long hours; going through divorce - or maybe it was just the trauma of surgery. My consultant thought a lifetime of trauma which I hadn't ...