Anything normal I do, screaming pain flare. I am so sick of this. I can't do one normal thing in life without having severe, screaming pain all over later on.
I went foodshopping today. I had to. When I run out of stuff and start eating badly, I get worse. And I was out of money till today. So, since I came home, massive, screaming pain flare. And I have inflammed nerves in my hands and arms, too. Just screaming pain all over.
Most people take foodshopping for granted. It's nothing to a normal, healthy person to go to the store and then do a million other things in life.
For me, foodshopping is hell. It's just pure hell. If I'm not getting sensory overload from the store, it's just the general movement. Walking all over it, putting the stuff at the cashier, putting it in the car. Getting home. Putting it away. Massive screaming pain flare.
And I'm so tired of trying to explain to people why small things make me so sick. They don't understand. Just walking across street to the management office here when I have to, nearly kills me. And they just don't understand.
Cooking nearly kills me. I get lightheaded at least halfway through.
Just anything normal sets me back or makes me really sick or gives me the pain flare up.
And I haven't found a way to stop it yet.
I went foodshopping today. I had to. When I run out of stuff and start eating badly, I get worse. And I was out of money till today. So, since I came home, massive, screaming pain flare. And I have inflammed nerves in my hands and arms, too. Just screaming pain all over.
Most people take foodshopping for granted. It's nothing to a normal, healthy person to go to the store and then do a million other things in life.
For me, foodshopping is hell. It's just pure hell. If I'm not getting sensory overload from the store, it's just the general movement. Walking all over it, putting the stuff at the cashier, putting it in the car. Getting home. Putting it away. Massive screaming pain flare.
And I'm so tired of trying to explain to people why small things make me so sick. They don't understand. Just walking across street to the management office here when I have to, nearly kills me. And they just don't understand.
Cooking nearly kills me. I get lightheaded at least halfway through.
Just anything normal sets me back or makes me really sick or gives me the pain flare up.
And I haven't found a way to stop it yet.