A Day In The Life Of Fibromyalgia: Memories

A Day In The Life Of Fibromyalgia: Memories

I’ve had fibromyalgia for about thirty-two years, diagnosed for about twelve years. For all of you who have fibromyalgia for any length of time can relate to this, in concept. Probably not the exact situation, but the concept at least.

I was watching a rerun episode of M.A.S.H., it was the one where Klinger tries to get Winchester to invest in the hula hoop and Frisbee. I wonder when and where those two classics came into being. But the memory I had was like a series of video clips of me throwing a Frisbee. I threw the Frisbee in a grocery store parking lot late at night with the parking lot lights on so we could practice skipping the Frisbee on a hard surface. I threw the Frisbee a lot in parks all over. I could competently throw the Frisbee in three or four styles including under my leg.


The fun review of the mental video clips was followed by some despair as I realized, “there is one more thing I can’t do.” Luckily I no longer own any of my Frisbees so I am not tempted.

It’s both fun and sad to have fun memories or recollections from the past. It’s always fun to reflect on the fun of a former life before the new life of disabling fibromyalgia. But it is sad because in many cases, those fun memories will stay as memories and be things we can no longer do.

Troy Wagstaff


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