I’ve been trying come up with a decent post for this week and sucking pretty bad at it. I blame the medication.

Seriously, all of Rory’s posts about the joys of codeine hold no charm for me. I take any kind of opioids – real or fake – and I can guarantee almost immediate yarking.

So naturally, I would end up with a non-fatal, chronic problem involving pain: fibromyalgia.

Fibromyalgia is what doctors have taken to calling a collection of particular symptoms that seem to be linked together. It’s not exactly a disease. It’s a “syndrome.” I love having the villain from THE INCREDIBLES as my “condition.”

The two big problems with FM are fatigue and pain. And I could have dealt with the pain part of the FM had I not developed a frozen shoulder in the last nine months.

Frozen shoulder (a.k.a., adhesive capsulitis) is a super fun, super fabulous problem with no known cause and no known cure. You just start having excruciating pain in your shoulder joint and then scar tissue forms, restricting your shoulder movement. It takes about two years to clear up. The pain feels like someone trying to do surgery on your joint using a butcher’s knife with baby aspirin for the pain.

Combine this with the FM and it’s been a perfect storm of what doctors often refer to as “discomfort.”

I adore the term “discomfort.” “Oooo, you had abdominal surgery and we’ve left a drain in. You may have some discomfort.” Or, “I’m going to slide this needle into your spine and take some fluid out. You may feel some discomfort.” To which I always think I shall say, “I’ll discomfort your ass. Come here…”

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