Aww, Jennifer, sweetie. I feel your pain! I, too, am the mother of young kids (i have 3-a 15 year old, a 6 year old, and a 4 year old) and I know how hard it is to keep a family and a house going when you are struggling with fibro. (I can't imagine how doubly hard it must be for you to have fibro and a child with Autism!) I've been struggling with this dd for about
8 years now, officially diagnosed for 4, and I'm still coming to terms with it. To me, fibro is like an onion (you have little ones, so am I assuming correctly that you've seen Shrek? lol). You get to a layer and you think-oh, this is it. But then you find another layer..and another..and another and on and on. I don't know if you ever get to the "bottom" of it all. I have new symptoms crop up, disappear, come back, go away for ages, show back up out of nowhere. I can't tell whether i'm coming or going sometimes! I have days when I feel pretty great and I think-hey! maybe I've found that magic bullet! and then WHAM out of nowhere I will slip into a flare. It is so so frustrating and I don't blame you in the least for feeling down! I have my faire share of down days, too.
I too really struggled with feeling like all I had to do was just find that one "thing" that would fix me. It hasn't helped that people around me have been so willing to give me advice, lol, (I started a thread about
this, actually) but I am slowly starting to realize that no, there isn't any magic wand that can be waved to make it all go away. There are helpful things I can do, absolutely. But no "end all be all". I just try to take care of myself day to day and hope for the best. Please, PLEASE don't beat yourself up and think this is all your fault! I don't know what causes this dd, but I DO know there is nothing any of us did to make it happen in us-it just did. And don't read all that garbage about
how it's not real, or it's just an emotional issue, or because of a lack of exercise, or because you at too many twinkies in your teens or whatever. Even though they haven't found a definitive cause or a cure yet, this is a REAL disease with REAL pain!! Anyone who says otherwise is just talking out of their behinds. I think fibro is a lot like depression used to be-dr.'s and the public at large used to blame depressed people like it was all their fault and pooh pa them, but now we know it's a chemical imbalance in the brain and NOT something a person can just "get over"! And just think-a long time ago they used to think that schizophrenia was caused by demons! And it used to be thought that you could get VD from toilet seats! Or AIDS from hugging someone! Point is, Dr.'s learn new things all the time, and I firmly believe that one day they will figure out what is going on in our Fibro bodies! (As a side note, though, you would think that with all that learning Dr.'s have done over the years, they'd stop being so smug about
things! The human body is a mystery, and I'm sorry, but there isn't a single person on the planet who has it all figured out yet!)
Anyway...sorry for that little mini rant. lol
What I have had to do is learn my own limits. Like Marlee, I can't drive for long distances-my arms start to go numb! I also have a hard time with sweeping and mopping and vacuuming because it turns my hands into claws. I can't walk for extended periods of time, so no more mall for me. (not that I was ever a big mall person, but still...) On "special" days-holidays, birthdays, family outings and so on-I have to be very conscious of how I am using my energy. If I know I'm going to be out of the house all day for something or if I know I am going to have people over all day for a dinner or whatever, I will be extra kind and gentle with myself the day before and the day after. I've had to completely restructure my life. I have to cut up my household work into smaller chores and take lots of breaks. Saturday is deep cleaning day around here, and everyone has a chore or two. My daughter cleans the bathroom and takes out the garbage, I clean the kitchen, my hubby sweeps, mops, and vacuums, and my boys do the dusting and help take the recycling out to the garage. The rest of the week, I do a general pick up every day and also use Clorox disposable wipes in my bathroom and kitchen just to keep them from being too gross. These things have really been a God send for me-just a quick swipe, then a once over with a paper towel and voila! The rooms are passable once again. I also struggled with keeping up with the laundry and started having trouble lugging laundry baskets from room to room-fortunately, my house is all one level, so I don't have to go up and down stairs, but still dragging baskets from our room and our kids' rooms into our laundry room was doing awful things to my shoulders and arms, so I went out and bought a 3 section wheeled laundry cart. That way all dirty clothes can just go right into the hamper in the laundry room, and if it ever gets in the way, I can just wheel it out of the way. I go grocery shopping every two weeks just to get it all done in one fell swoop-those days wear me out terribly, but again I know to take care of myself before and after. My family eats quick and easy meals during the week and then my hubby cooks on the weekends. I've had to sit everybody down around here and explain my limitations to them and ask for their help. That was really hard for me because I am a do it myself kind of gal, but it had to be done because I can no longer do everything myself. Fortunately, they have all been very understanding and helpful on that. I am also in college, and have switched to all online classes, which gives me more flexibilty. Basically I've learned (the hard way, but I have learned!) that you just have to put yourself first and take gentle care, otherwise you won't be any good to anyone else. Also, sometimes you just have to say no to certain things so that you can have the energy you need for other things, you know? It sucks that we have to ration ourselves like this, but we really do.
As for coming to terms with things, like I said I still work on it. Sometimes I do ok-my attitude is good and I just keep on keeping on-but sometimes I'm just like-waaaaaahhhh!!! This isn't fair! I am only 35 years old, I shouldn't feel like this! But, it is what it is. Just one day at a time, you know? That's all we can do.
I don't really have any tips on how to prevent a flare except to just be kind and gentle with yourself. Don't do too much in one day and ask for help when you need it. Also, gentle exercise is helpful, but it's a fine line between too much and not enough. After much trial and error, I've found that the best thing for my body is 30 minutes on the treadmill 3x a week and 30 minutes of yoga 3x a week. I know this isn't the ideal exercise schedule, but it keeps me from getting too stiff and it keeps me from getting worn out. I also spend a lot of time on the computer with college, so I make sure to get up and walk around and do some light strethcing every hour or so. This really does help. It doesn't make the pain go away, but it keeps it from becoming unbearable! I have also cut out caffeine and sugar from my diet and that has helped some, as has taken supplements-I take Malic Acid and Magnesium, Calcium, Vitamin C, a regular multi with iron, a B-complex, and then extra B-12 and this also seems to help a little. I don't take any medications for my fibro (in part because I don't have insurance and in part because I am super sensitive to drugs), but I will take Motrin 600 on super bad days. It doesn't completely cut the pain, but it does take the edge off.
Also, during flares I rely very heavily on warm baths, comfy clothes, my super soft blanket, and my bed buddy. Some days all I can do is rest. My hubby also got me a portable massage pad and that feels really good. We also went out and bought a 2 inch foam mattress topper and that has helped tremendously with my sleep. I still don't sleep a lot (I average 6-7 hours a night), but I do feel more rested when I wake up.
Oh, and some kid tips. My older two are in school all day, so that really helps, but my youngest only has half day preschool, so on the days when I'm feeling really awful, he and I just hang out on the couch. I will gather up toys and snacks and games books and movies so that I have things to do with him close by. I used to be a super active parent and had a hard time letting that go, but I've realized that as long as I am loving and kind and talkative with my kids, they will be ok.
Also, one of the great people here recommended that I make up little pictures or get stuffed dolls to put up to let my kids know how Im feeling on any given day. I went and printed out a picture of Elmo for my really good days, a picture of Kermit for my ok but need to take it easy days, and a picture of Oscar the Grouch for my really, really bad days. Every morning I put up the appropriate "face" on the fridge, and the kids can now tell how things are going for me without us having to talk about
it. I've been doing this for about
a week or so now and it's really helping!
Whew-sorry for going on like this so much! I just really do know what you're going through here and that got me going..I hope you get to feeling a little better and I hope your son is feeling better, too!
Please keep posting...you are now part of our fibro family and we are here for you whenever you need us!
{{{{{{soft hugs}}}}}}}