This diary is about finding balance in my life. Balance between planting seeds and pulling weeds; cultivating beauty and noticing it growing wild. Between learning when to let the wind blow me hither and yon and when to hold fast and bloom where I'm planted ...
Early last spring I was diagnosed with fibromyalgia and chronic myofascial pain. I've had the symptoms for years, but never found a doctor who could seem to connect the dots. One doctor, years ago, during what I now recognize as a fibro flare, (which came up immediately after surgery for an ectopic pregnancy), indicated that she'd like it if I went away, as I was just "too complicated" for her.
Sadly, I internalized her hostility and turned it on myself. I began to think of myself as ... well... a kind of weed, in an otherwise nicely cultivated garden of politely blooming .... patients.
Big mistake on my part.
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http://www.dailykos.com/story/2009/12/10/812908/-Chronic-Tonic:-Who-You-Callin-A-Weed