Originally Posted by sbeddingfield
I had a terrible accident about 14 years ago and thought it started then but not bad and I had 3 teenage children and a husband. I just thought I was overweight and didn't take care of myself. Well, 3 and 1/2 years ago, I found out that my deacon, sunday school teaching husband of 27 years had gotten into online porn and then I found out that he was meeting people he met online. I told him we could get help and save the marriage but he wasn't interested so we got a divorce. That started 3 years of stress - my best friend died, my daughter got married then had a baby boy (good stress but still stress), then while pregnant with her second (a girl) she was diagnosed with an inoperable brain tumor and wound up having a premature baby and brain surgery (even though they couldn't get all the tumor), then my dad died unexpectedly, my mom just about lost it as they had almost made it 60 years, I had to move, change jobs, find out that my husband had lots of hidden debt, my job is very stressful, and it goes on and on.
In the midst of this, I was diagnosed with a muscular distrophy autoimmune disease called dermatomyositis. It is the wasting away of trunk and upper leg and arm muscles. I have a great rhuemotolotist and that is sort of in control but still in so muh pain. When he asked me to write out over the course of 2 weeks how the pain is, I did, and he showed me the symptoms for fibro - you would have thought I copied the list - ha. So now I also have that diagnosis. I have to work but my job as lead special ed. teacher for a large inner city high school is very stressful. Sewing and quilting help me deal but my biggest problem is handling stress.
I feel so bad for all of you fellow sufferers. Take care,
Scherrie
Scherrie, what a crappy 3 years you have had. I'm so sorry. Things will get better. You are a very strong, capable woman. My prayers are with you. The Gaithers have a song that tells about how when life was awful, they expected God to take away the burdens, but instead, God went through the trenches with them and they became better for the experiences. (My interpretation). God sees every tear and feels every pain. You are not alone. Hugs and Prayers.