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I've been an advocate for organics for many years because of my research about Fibromyalgia. I've known since late 2005 that my body could tell the difference between real food and processed. Please read this article and you'll know why I think convenience and disposable are two words that need to be passe.

I tried to find a doctor that was excepting new patients yesterday (insurance changes are so fun) and I finally found a general practitioner to go to.  The office scheduled me as the last patient of the day.  I patiently waited until the time I had to go and then patiently waited for the doctor to see me after the nurse asked me questions about my eczema and took my vitals.

When the doctor came in, I expected that my good, hard earned money would allow me at the very least, five full minutes of time to explain my health history... Boy was I wrong!  I mean no offence to doctors, I really don't, because some of them are really good and care about their patients.  But there are others who would rather spend more time writing out perscriptions than listening to their patients.  Given my experience with GP's, I'd only recommend seeing them if you have the sniffles.  If you have any other problem, like a skin problem or an auto immune problem-- go see a specialist because the GP's are just WAY too general when it comes to real stubborn problems.

Harsh words?  Maybe, but if you've ever had as many doctors in your life as I have had-- you'd probably feel the same way too.  I know my body.  I've had it for 36 years and I know what it can and can't do.  A total stranger can't look at you and diagnose all of your problems in a 5 minute visit-- it's impossible unless they are psychic and even if they were, I'd question the validity of that too.

I really hope that one day someone somewhere out there will start to push these pill pushers right out of the office doors and allow the caring doctors that treat the whole person to come in.  Maybe then I have more faith in the health care industry.

Love and friendship,

Kimberley

I know I haven't been around here to post a blog lately and I apologize for that.  I've been around, I just haven't been blogging because I haven't been feeling well at all lately.

I try very hard to keep my cranky and whiny side to myself because staying positive keeps me happy and healthy...but sometimes even I have to whine and if you all would let me indulge-- I'll let you know why I'm itchy and irritated today.

Fibromyalgia is a tricky disorder because each person who has it has different aliments and symptoms going on with them.  Some people have migraines, IBS, fatigue, pain, swelling-- you get the idea.  But there are also some of us who suffer from skin conditions on top of the pain of fibromyalgia and I'm one of them.  I have seborrheic dermatitis.  It's an oil gland disorder that makes me have eczema around my face and eyes.  It can get so bad that my eyes swell up and are hard to open.  Today is one of those days that they are really bad. 

I have to go see someone about this and I'm in the process of finding a specialist that will work with my insurance-- I hate insurance-- with a passion. 

I will let you all know how everything turns out once I figure out what I'm going to do.  But right now I'd rather just whine about how awful I look.  I am afraid to wash my face because I don't want my eyes to be any worse, and yet, I still need to bathe every once in a while so my hubby and kids can stand to be near me.  People are starring at me where ever I go because I look like a leper.  My husband says I look fine but even he is wincing so I know I look horrible.  I just want to cry but that would make things even more painful. 

I took a picture of my face for the doctor just in case it clears up before I get an appointment and if I have enough strength, I'll post for you guys, but I'm really not sure I want to.  It has nothing to do with me being vain or anything like that.  I just have a problem with people giving me sympathy because I've always felt like my health problems aren't that big of a deal.  There are other people out there that are going through terminal cancers or rehabilitations and those people need our help and sympathy-- you know? 

But if I feel like posting it, I'll let you all know.  Right now I think I'm going to try and put some baking soda on my eyes.  By for now.

Love and friendship,

Kimberley

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Fibromyalgia is difficult and some people have chosen not to have children in fear of having too much pain. Medication may be a reality for some with fibromyalgia, but sometimes love can be the best kind of medicine too.