So I just got off the phone with hubby, who was telling me his cousin has been having all this pain (she has her own cleaning business) and she has been to a few doctors and ..you guessed it, she was diagnosed with fibro.
But she is NOT going to accept this and it has to be something else, there is no way she can slow down, she refuses to let this get her...yada, yada, yada....
I took a deep breath and said..."I'm sorry to hear that". I was getting pretty heated in that if felt like "she wasn't going to take it" so what did he think I did? Sit down, pulled up a chair and said "hello fibro...nice to meet you..." I'm like wth?
I told him that I have had fibro for a while and when I first got diagnosed with it I was able to do much more than I can do now and for me its seems to be a progressive disease.
With the type of work she does, I know she must be terrified of the thought of not being able to do her job. I also told him that different people seem to have different stages or levels of Fibro.
I feel bad for her, but I'm like...I don't want this crappy thing either....