I have a friend with a medical problem that I have been trying to help her with since I got home from the hospital. I spent about four hours on the phone today, moved improperly, sat improperly and let myself get stressed out but the job is done.

The Fibro is raging now. I hate the Fibro monster. He/She is unrelenting and raises it's ugly head at the slightest excuse. When it gets this bad, even the morphine won't touch it. I won't go across the street to the ER for a shot as I refuse to deal with the humiliating and degrading lectures they give concerning not providing pain mgt.

Per history, I am more vulnerable to this degree of "flare" for several months after surgery. The body over reacts to the "violation" it just experienced and the Fibro monster sets up residence until he/she tires and moves on. In the midst of it all, my butt continues to buzz. The Fibro monster can no longer aggravate the neuropathy that is GONE. While my upper body rages, I am at peace from the rib cage on down to my toes. I am blessed.

OK Monster. Bring it on. I am stronger than you and am prepared to wait you out.

Spine