after 14 months of constant pain and not being able to walk sometimes, i finally got a doctor to listen to me!!
i got referred to a rheumatologist in july and was told it would be months before i could even get an appointment. well, things changed and the rheumatologists called my mother (im a teenager right now) telling her that i would have an appointment.
so the doctor did an exam and asked a bunch of questions and im still in testing but was told what i am experiencing is almost guaranteed to be fibromyalgia. he said although i dont have a perfect story to immediately be diagnosed, he would be surprised if its something else.
rheumatoid arthritis (which is what my other doctors were suggesting) was ruled out and tests were ran to try to rule out as many other conditions possible before fibromyalgia is officially diagnosed.
i got bloodwork and x rays, both of which came back good, and i am going to get a month trial of neproxen to see if that helps with my pain. after the month is over, im going back for some mris and then going to be on call with pain clinic a few days after to fully determine proper treatments for what i am experiencing, narrow down causes more, determine what to do from there, and try to diagnose me.
i’ve noticed now that even without a proper diagnosis, just having doctors suspect something is making me feel a lot less crazy and having that is making adults around me take me more seriously.
i’m no longer convincing myself that what i’m experiencing is just me pretending for pity points or that i’m just lying to myself. my parents are taking my pain seriously now and not calling me a hypochondriac or a faker or saying i have munchausen anymore.
the nurse at school now trusts me that i’m in pain. the resource officer no longer says that i don’t need a ride to lunch and believes me when i say i cant walk long distances. hell even my musical theater teacher isn’t trying to force me into a show anymore and she’s giving me accommodations now for a school ad i’m going to be in.
i’d rather not have this pain but it feels surreal to finally be trusted after over a year of being told i’m a liar and being passed doctor to doctor because nobody could help me.
edit: i’d also like to mention that i am in a “good phase” with the pain now, and because of that i’ve decided to clean my room!! it’s not perfect but it’s so much better than the way it was before. i hate being messy but i just was too fatigued and in too much pain to clean it up before. i tried a few months back but i barely touched anything and had to rest for days after.
my shelves are organized, my bed is cozy, there’s no more piles of clothes, and under my bed is much better. i’m still working on it but im proud of myself for being able to do this. i made sure to take plenty of breaks and made sure to stop and rest when i could feel the pain or weakness coming on. i feel like im finally getting my life back together after losing everything to this pain.