Fibromyalgia and the Pain Barrier

By: Emma Fabian (View Profile)

Call me pedantic, but when I hear someone say “I feel your pain,” I bristle. Sure, the sentiment may be sweet, but let’s get real.

Physical pain is one of the loneliest, most isolating experiences possible. If it isn’t happening to you, you can’t share the sensation. And because pain is invisible, and particularly if no cause is found, it can be tough to muster even the slightest whiff of genuine sympathy—let alone pain-relief by proxy.

This is the experience of many women who deal with fibromyalgia (FM), or chronic pain, on a daily basis. The word speaks for itself. “Fibro” means fibrous, “my” stands for muscles and “algia” is pain. But the illness itself is far less simple to decipher.

Until relatively recently, many doctors pooh-poohed women who walked into their offices complaining of deep-down fatigue and persistent pain pretty much everywhere. These women were dismissed as neurotics or hypochondriacs when all they wanted was help. Some are still looking. Despite The National Fibromyalgia Association reporting that between five and seven percent of Americans (the vast majority women) have FM, it takes an average of five years before they are officially diagnosed.

It took Jemma far longer. For fifteen years, she was knocked out by spells of intense, excruciating pain in different parts of her body, which hit, persisted, and then disappeared abruptly. She had hordes of conventional tests and yet the concrete cause of her suffering eluded doctors.

The trouble started when she was twenty-five, in the gym doing press-ups. The sudden pain in her neck spread to her head… and lasted a year. Jemma’s doctor said it was sinuses, and she had three operations. None helped.

The next time, two years later, Jemma was crumpled with stomachache. Her appendix—which turned out to be just like any other appendix: evolutionarily redundant but not inflamed—was removed. And Jemma’s ache stubbornly stayed for another year and half.

Apart from an excruciating episode of jaw pain—when she insisted her dentist pull two totally healthy teeth—Jemma then remained pain-free for almost six years.

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posted: 05.30.2008
FaithTrustHope
Dear Ones, I too had FM, probably since my teens. I did not identify it until I'd been dealing with CFIDS for a couple years. It was diagnosed by a rhemutologist (sp?). Because my muscles contracted sporadically, I decided to try ten sessions of Structural Integration (Rolfing). Within a couple sessions, I noticed much decreased pain in my body. This continues today unless I do a repetitive motion for some time (causes flare- ups) or drive for a couple hours. I pray that all with FM find what works for them. (My Structural Integration therapist says no other FM patients received the same benefits.)
posted: 02.29.2008
Rebecca
Very true. My mum suffered from FM and got no help from docs for years. They thought she was 'a lonely old lady' but we who knew her knew she was not a complainer and in the end they agreed but she had to work out for herself what helped. Moderate excercise and chamomile tea were two things she liked.
posted: 04.25.2007
Amy Shouse
Thank you for this article. It brought tears to my eyes. Not because there were diagnostic solutions offered (with FM, the "first noble truth" one must embrace is that there are no solutions from the outside) but because it felt GOOD to read about validating stories. So many aspects of FM are, like you said, invisible. The excruciating pain (on good days --- it's just "I sudeenly feel fluish and I don't know why") I live with is inexplicable and after a while I feel the need to simply not share what's going on with me. I recently turned quickly to look at my niece so I could watch something fantastic she was showing me. This ruined my neck and eventually my back for four days. How do I explain that to people who don't understand the illusive nature of FM? I'm committed to understanding this disease and to not give up on caring for myself. Your article was a reminder that I'm not alone and that is such a sweet breeze of relief and hope.
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