reply to post by wycky
I am a FMS sufferer. I seen this thread and had to make an account so I could reply. I am 32 years old and was diagnosed at the age of 22, finally. My
symptoms first appeared when I was about 16. Pain pain pain!!! I went to my family doctor with pain so intense I wanted to die! He sent me for x-ray
after x-ray with no sign of any injury. CAT scans and MRI's, neck and back munipulations and my favorite part, the doubt and attitude I got from my
doctor. The one you are supposed to go to when you aren't well. The one you are supposed to trust with your life! After about my fourth or fifth
visit in one month, because I was still in PAIN, he (my doc) told me I had to stop coming in because I was wasting his time and my insurance wasn't
going to keep paying for my visits. All I could do was cry and suffer. I don't know what happened but finally after six years he tells me I have FMS
and I would end up in a wheel chair eventually. WHAT?? I eventually got a new doctor, which I should have done sooner I know now. My new doc assured
me that my previous doc had no way of predicting anything of the sort
Physicians please listen to your patients! Just because you can't see anything on tests don't assume they are hypocondriacs. LISTEN PLEASE! The
frustration we go through with our doctors make things worse. We trust you and count on you to help us when we are in need.
As a person, a human being living with this condition, I know how it feels not to be believed. I am in constant varying degrees of PAIN . I have
insomnia, IBS, chronic fatigue, depression, short term memory loss and muscle spasms so bad I end up in the emergency department at least four times a
My family still does not believe me. No matter how much phsical pain I live with everyday of my life, it doesn't compare to the hurt I suffer when no
one believes me. I have tried to pass on information to my family about this disease and they don't even read it. A support system is needed.
I was reading all the posts here in this thread and the tears started running. Rufus you helped me get through this day. Suicide is a regular thought
of mine. The only thing stoppping me is my 13 year old daughter, who needs me here no matter how much pain I am in.
I used to ask why I was being punished. Why anyone would be cursed with this condition. I now realize wearen't being punished and we aren't cursed.
We are strong people who, even though some days it doesn't seem like it, can handle it.
To everyone who has FMS or thinks they may have FMS, I believe you!
[edit on 6-1-2010 by SufferingInOH]