Another Day . . .

Remember. . . keep plodding along!

Hi. Here I am again after two months. I’m really going to try and get blogging a little better. I spent Saturday learning a few more things about blogging and posting pictures. I’ve been selected to serve as 2nd Co-Chairman in our Utah Fibromyalgia Association’s board, and the chairman has asked me to keep track of posting pictures on our UFA blog, and to make an occasional post. I hesitated a little before accepting the assignment to serve on the board because I’m trying to set priorities and only take on a few things–trying to keep my life calm and stress free. I sometimes feel guilty spending so much time each day tending to my own personal physical health needs. I feel like I’m pampering myself. But I know that if I don’t take care of my own personal physical requirements, I’ll never be able to do anything for anyone else. I have a lovely and comfortable home and a husband who will do anything I need him to do. He doesn’t put expectations on me or make me feel guilty about not being able to do more things. For that I will always be grateful. I really consider it a blessing that I found him–or he found me–whichever the case might have been.

I’ve been trying very hard to keep a smile on my face and not complain or make it obvious that I am in pain all the time.  Last summer I finally stopped grieving the loss of my good health and decided that if I was going to have this affliction of fibromyalgia, I might as well make the best of it.  Since then I have kept a “Gratitude Journal,” writing three things that I am thankful for each night before I go to bed. It usually isn’t hard at all. There are still many good things in my life. Focusing on those things helps me think more positive thoughts.

I won’t claim to never have a pity party, shed a few tears, or complain–I’m just saying that it helps me feel better to focus on happy thoughts. When I find myself starting to get anxious about the future or frightened about a doctor not giving me the prescriptions that I need, etc., I force myself to stop and distract myself with something good. I think that most of the time I look pretty good. Most people still don’t know I am ill, and the ones that do have commented on how I look like I’m doing so much better.  I truly am better than I was a year ago, but I’m still very ill, and very much in pain. But I know that people don’t like to be around someone who makes them feel bad, sad, or guilty for feeling good. I don’t want people to feel that way about me. I want to have lots of friends and to have them admire me for my unselfishness.

Blah, blah, blah. I hope I’m making sense with all this blabber. Enough said for today.  Remember. . . keep plodding along!

I’m Bound & Determined!

Remember. . . keep plodding along!

I’m Bound and Determined!

Remember. . . keep plodding along!

I’m just a regular person. I don’t have anything special or significant to say. I’m really not even sure why I want to learn how to blog–maybe just to try and keep current on technological things. Maybe my friends will be impressed with my “know-how.” I heard on the Kim Komando radio program that wordpress.org was the place to go to get started blogging. So here I am. It doesn’t really matter how user friendly a website is–I usually need help from my youngest daughter. She’s the one who got me started with my Facebook page. Sure enough, she had to show me where to start typing my first entry. I might have figured it out myself, but heck, she was standing right here–so why not save some time and ask for her help? (And she’s never even blogged before.) Oh well, the more I try the better I’ll get.

I’m trying to decide what kind of topic or subject I would like to focus my blog on. As my user name implies, I like guns and shooting. I don’t hunt. I just like to hit the target. My son owns and operates his own gun store, teaches many gun related classes, and helps people with any kind of gun or ammo questions they might have. I want to carry concealed when I can.

I also love to cook. I’ve always tried to eat healthy and feed my family healthy. The last couple of years I’ve tried to be as vegetarian as I can, which is most of the time. (I think you’d call me a “flexitarian.”) I love reading and collecting cookbooks and then trying new recipes.

A couple of years ago I was diagnosed with fibromyalgia, which is a central nervous system disorder that manifests itself in chronic pain. It has really changed my life. Many of the things I used to be able to do (and loved doing) I can’t do anymore. Actually, I think I’ve had symptoms of fibromyalgia for many years, but it didn’t progress to a point where I had to have medical help to deal with the pain. Oftentimes people with fibro also have chronic fatigue syndrome. I have been lucky and haven’t had that ailment. I’ve been through a period of depression, but have overcome that with the help of some medication. The pain I experience is all over my body. Over-the-counter meds don’t do anything for the pain, but a couple of prescription medications are helpful. Most doctors don’t know much about how to treat fibromyalgia patients, so it can be very frustrating. If you cry about the pain you are having, they think you need a therapist to help you deal with anxiety, but if you act normal, they don’t think you are really in pain. It can be very frustrating too, because I look normal. I’ve always had a very high tolerance for pain and hardly ever went to a doctor or took OTC meds. So all in all, it has been a real adjustment for me, and I’ve spent a long time grieving over the change in my life.  It wasn’t until I finally accepted the fact that this is my life now, and I need to make the best of it, that I’ve begun to enjoy life again. This has been a pretty long paragraph and I don’t want to whine and complain about my life. I have thought about making my blog one that can encourage people with chronic pain and help them set goals and move forward with the things they still can do. We’ll see what it turns in to. I’m not a great writer, but I’ll do the best I can, and maybe if it doesn’t ever help anyone else, it will be good for me. I’m bound and determined to enjoy the rest of my life and I’d like to help others do the same. I have a wonderful and supportive husband, five children that I love dearly, and six fantastic and lively grandsons. I have faith in my Heavenly Father and in my Savior, Jesus Christ. With their help, I should be able to make it through whatever life gives me.