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This past weekend a good friend came by for a visit with her sister, who was recently diagnosed with fibromyalgia.  I’m going on about 12 years or so post diagnosis, and she’s in the ‘what is happening to me?!’ stage seeking support.  I was happy to help.  It was nice to feel like my learned life experience could potentially help and benefit someone else during their time of processing and transition.

One of the main things she was interested in and wanted to talk about was my strategies for pain management.  Along with how I cope without feeling overwhelmed or hopeless (news flash: some days I do feel overwhelmed and hopeless).  She seemed to find these things rather useful to consider so here are some key strategies I’ve learned to practice over the years.

A disclaimer:  I’m not a medical professional and don’t claim to be.  These are just some things I’ve learned work for me some of to most of the time (or sometimes not at all).  Your experience may (and probably will) differ.

One of the top things I’ve learned on this journey through chronic pain: it’s fluid.  There is no stable ground.  I’ve learned that the only thing to assume is that things will change. So it’s helpful to have a variety of strategies in my tool box.  And to not become to firmly entrenched in any of them.  Be prepared to wake up one morning, find my body in revolt with none of my usual go to techniques working and it’s back to the drawing board.

Yes, I find this fact (often) (incredibly) frustrating.  Especially because I like, I crave stability and a status quo.  Yea, not my reality.  Chronic pain and an atypical nervous system definitely nudges me more toward the ‘go with the flow’ and be adaptable despite my deep resistance to it at times.   The mental “should” voice and the “But I want to!!!!” or the “This is not what I imagined in life!!!!” temper tantrums happen.    Which leads me to one of the other things I’ve learned is incredibly important to have: a good support system.


Zora and I sitting in a lawn chair outside in the nice weather

My support system is comprised of beings (people and dogs) who will give me a much needed reality check reminder “yea Katrin, shoulds are a fairy tale.  let it go.”  Listen to me when I need to scream, cry, vent or celebrate.   Often not only listen but emote with me; we laugh together, cry together, scream together, empathize and sympathize together.  They remind me to practice self care.  They sit on me and don’t let me out of bed Tom and Zora…And essentially remind me to be nicer to myself.  More forgiving.  More understanding.  More empathetic.  My support system over the years has become filled with good peoples.  For which I am eternally grateful.  Along the way to the support system I presently have, I made a number of mistakes (and still do, but hopefully different mistakes).  I’ve learned, let some people go, gained some others, learned which folks in my life are good at what times in theirs, learned how I can best support them, and so on.  Trial and error.  Relationships are always a work in progress.  More fluid.  It’s a theme.

A 3rd key in this for me is data tracking.  I love numbers.  I thoroughly enjoy maths.  And data.  Numbers and data make me feel in control.  They make something that often feels so arbitrary and fickle more real.  Data tracking helps me find patterns that I likely otherwise would be unaware of.  Data tracking helps me to be proactive in my management strategies.  And helps make it harder to shift into binary thinking, the “this will never end!” “I’m always in pain!”  the all or nothing.  The slippery fast slope to overwhelm and hopelessness.  It’s hard to say “this will never end!” when you have concrete proof that just 3 days ago you had at least 3 hours where the pain was 3 points less and therefore positively not the same level.

Over the years my data tracking has shifted and changed as the need arises (again: fluid).  When I was figuring out how what I ate impacted my health (more on that in a moment), I tracked what I was eating, drinking and how I was feeling.  When I was tackling my severe insomnia (more on that too in a few lines), I tracked my sleep habits and patterns and how I was feeling.  Currently I track my pain and fatigue levels a few set times a day against a set written out scale.  So if I jot down a number 3 it always means the same descriptive symptoms or state of being.  If I jot down a number 7 it always means the same descriptive symptoms or state of being.  From 1 to 10 each for pain and for fatigue levels (I couldn’t find a fatigue scale I found useful so I created my own descriptions for each number).  I then do weekly averages, and monthly averages (which takes the work out of those doctor’s questions of “over the past 2 weeks how would you rate your pain?”).  Quarterly I fill out the more comprehensive McGill pain assessment to help over the years better track how season changes affect me.  Through this tracking I’ve been able to notice patterns and trends more readily and anticipate more easily how events, weather, seasons and such will affect me.  This allows me to be more pro-active and responsive and less reactive to my situations.  Data tracking has also enabled me to recognize changes in my symptoms faster (cuz denial ain’t just a river in egypt for me) which has proven useful a number of times.  My data tracking is nothing fancy, no computer even.  Just a printed out sheet with slots for each day of the month, a pen, and a regular old calculator for the averages, kept on the kitchen table where I don’t forget about it.

When I jot down my data tracking numbers, the other thing I do is write in my joy journal.  I began a joy journal a few years ago and have found it incredibly helpful for maintaining positive perspective.  At the start of each year I get a small book calendar that has a separate blank page for every day of the coming year.  Then every day I write down at least one thing I found joy in that day.  It’s incredibly rare, even on my worst pain or fatigue day that I end up with just 1 thing.  Sometimes my joy is something simple like sitting with the ducks, or snuggling with the dogs in bed.  Sometimes I jot down my joy in the weather, or that I had a nice connection with a friend.  Sometimes my joy is that heating pads exist or that we have electricity to power a freezer.  Or just even that I’m at a present place in my life where I have the freedom to be sick and not have to worry about paying the mortgage.  I’ve found after this practice day after day for a couple of years, I can find a slice of joy no matter how trivial it may seem in every single day.  Which I like.  It helps remind me to smile.

5th I control my diet a lot.  For me, diet and what I’m eating or drinking plays a critical key role in pain management.  Migraines are the easiest to control through diet for me.  My migraines are triggered by a number of factors, but food is one of the ones I actually have control over.  I can’t control the weather, or the barometric pressure, or the sunlight or other things.  But I can control what I eat.  So I do.  For me diet control is the difference between 1-2 migraines a month on average and a migraine cluster only about 2-3 times a year with only as needed migraine medication, and 20-30 migraines a month and daily migraine management medication that would eventually harm my liver.   To a lesser degree I manage my fibromyalgia pain through diet, but mostly my food choices are for migraine control.

6th I have over the years found a medical and supplemental health care team that works for me.  My body rejects (often severely) most medications and synthetic substances, so I’ve learned (the hard way) to take the often attitude of “the cure is worse than the disease” when it comes to medications.  It took me years to just find a multivitamin that my body could and would tolerate.  The medical team I currently have has been through enough of my body’s rejections of modern medical medication advances to be just as hesitant as I am (because apparently they too have embraced that things like grandmal seizures, tremors or hives aren’t a placebo either).  It’s been trial and error over the years to figure out how my body responds to alternative modalities like massage, chiropractic and acupuncture too.  And I now use those approaches as necessary.

Practicing good sleep hygiene is also a key for me.  It’s not a cure all.  I mean I still laugh every time a doctor asks me if I wake up rested after a night of sleep.  Rested?  What’s that feel like?  Hahahahaha.  Yea, no.  But at least I now and for the past few years (fingers crossed) at least sleep pretty regular hours.  And have figured out some workable strategies.  Such as: I cannot allow myself to fall asleep before 9:30pm routinely.  If I find myself falling asleep at 7 or 8pm for 2 nights in a row, I have to start forcing myself through whatever means it takes to stay up until 9pm.  Otherwise my sleep schedule will become royally screwed up and insomnia will quickly rear it’s head once more.  Or my husband cannot come to bed on an even hour if I’ve fallen asleep before him (which is nearly always, he’s a night owl).  If he comes to bed at 12 or 2am, I will wake up and then be unable to fall back to sleep for hours.  But if he comes to bed at say 12:20am or 1:45am or 2:17am, even if I rouse a little, I’ll pretty immediately fall back to sleep.  I also follow the routinely recommended sleepy hygiene practices of things like when to eat or not eat before bed, temperature regulation in the bedroom, minimizing technology and light, etc.  For a while I also kept a strict pre-sleep routine but I’ve been able to relax on that one the past couple of years.  During the cooler months, our heated mattress pad is amazing.  I definitely toss and turn and need to shift a lot less if it’s on for a bit as I fall asleep.  And central air was the best investment upgrade in the house I have ever done.  Since that was installed I actually can sleep in the warmer months rather consistently.

8th I live a rather (ok really) structured life.  The structure of this has shifted and changed sometimes drastically at various points in my chronic pain life.  Currently if you asked me what any given day of my week arbitrarily looks like I can give you a moment to moment break down simply because my day to day is very routine.  That routine may differ depending on what day of the week it is, but Tuesdays always look the way my structured routine is for Tuesdays, and Wednesdays always look the way my structured routine for Wednesdays is.  This routine and fine balance is what allows me what I term wiggle room.  Room for some spontaneity.  Room to do things that aren’t routine but I really want to do.  Room to plan and make space in my life for living not just managing.  My routines involve parts on exercise, rest, meeting the needs of the dogs and animals in my care, social time with others, getting  out of the house, meals, water, and everything else in between that many people don’t give second thought to.  Some people call this managing their spoons.  Another part in my structured routine life is the flexibility to abandon it all at a moment’s notice should my body demand.

And lastly for today, one of the most important management and coping strategies I’ve found: doing something I enjoy every single day.  4 days a week this is walking with my dogs.  Other days a week that might be enjoying some quality time with my ducks.  Or just being outside in the yard.  It might be practicing agility with Zora.  Or petting and snuggling on the floor with Tom.  It might be catching up on some of the TV shows I enjoy.  Reading a book, or taking an online learning course.  It might be concocting a new recipe.  Or day dreaming about changes I’d like to make to our house someday.  It might be sharing jokes and laughing with my husband.  Every day, even on the extremely challenging days, I try to find a way to do something that I enjoy even if for a few moments.

Practicing something I enjoy immensely:  walking with the dogs and friends in the woods