The Diagnosis

My body was being torn down. I was working long hours, didn’t have an appetite and was having headaches all the time, Now, keep in mind while all this was going on, I had not yet been diagnosed with fibromyalgia.

I just knew that I was sick and something was wrong.  I was taken by paramedics to the hospital twice, 6 months apart each time. This last go-around that’s when I was finally diagnosed. It happened in 2014, I couldn’t breathe, I thought I was having a heart attack; I made it to occupational health. I thought well maybe it’s my blood pressure that is high that is making me ill. Unbeknownst to me occupational health had already called 911 because they thought I was having a massive heart attack.

I wasn’t having a heart attack. It was costochondritis and my stress level was high.  There was a physician in the ER room who told me that he had seen a lot of employees from where I worked and viewed it as toxic. He had heard similar stories from other employees concerning how they were mis-treated. He told me my stress level was high and that no job is worth that. Next time I would not be lucky, and I said what do you mean I won’t be lucky. He says “you barely made it this time and next time you may not survive. That was a real eye-opener for me, I was even more stressed at that point and was told to take some time off from work to recover.

Beware of the Unconcerned Doctor

My primary care doctor whom I had been treating with for about 7 years became angry when asked to complete short-term disability papers from my employer.  He stated he didn’t have time for this it could be fibromyalgia for all I know, but there’s nothing wrong with you. That was the very first time I ever heard the word Fibromyalgia from my doctors. He was emphatic it couldn’t be, could be, it couldn’t be, there’s no big deal. This is my life how dare you dismiss me!

I got a second opinion and on my second visit. The doctor said, “has anyone ever told you what’s wrong with you?” And I said no, I wish someone would and that’s when he said it was fibromyalgia. He says, “you know your fibromyalgia on a scale of 1 to 10, your pain level is a 10+. You need some help, not only do you need some help managing the pain, you need some help dealing with the depression as well as the bullying and you need to see a therapist to deal with the emotional issues surrounding all this. I remember sitting in the doctor’s office and I just literally just wept and cried. I felt validated because finally somebody cares about me.

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