Dear Lori:
It’s Sarita in Redondo Beach, CA. I live in a South Bay city of L.A. and with RSD I still feel isolated at times. Friends and family have to adjust to the ideal of a seemingly healthy person suffering with this level of chronic pain. My boyfriend is afraid to wake me because I sleep only 3-4 hours a day and awake moaning and screaming grabbing for the pain pill I leave out on the night stand. Obviously, my doctor does not have my pain levels under control. The cable guy was so worried and distressed about me the other day I had to explain the whole RSD thing to him and reassure him this was a painful dysorder I survive every day (poor cable guy).
Between doctors visits and biofeedback, I am trying to find a screenwriter on-line for a movie ideal. I write to my son daily who is in bootcamp to become an Army medic, I tend to my garden and write in my journal. I fainted the other day while I was trying to do moderate excersizes(pretty scarey). I try to laugh when ever I can because this feels like some one else life.
Yes, it’s a tough existance when I, like you, was very active fishing, boating on the ocean, softball, volleyball and working at a domestic violence shelter.
I am not close to TX but I am here for you anytime. Big Hug Girlfriend