Dear Insurance Company.
All I’m asking for is a real pain management program and treatment.
I’m not asking to be a druggie. I’m not asking for much.
I have tried all those medications for depression that you think will help the pain.
I have tried every supplement that doctors, health coaches, other patients, supplement companies and random people have recommended.
I have tried so many varying diets that are supposed to help pain, migraines and inflammation.
I have tried every over the counter medication that might possibly work….. multiple times. So many times that ibuprofen under 800mg and any acetaminophen don’t work at all, that even Aleve and aspirin now cause GI upset.
I do stretching and yoga.
I do meditation.
I do Acupuncture and Physical Therapy.
I push my body beyond what is practical and beneficial simply so I can lead as normal of a life as possible.
I ask you to tell your children they can’t turn on lights or open the blinds in the house because you have a migraine….again.
Tell your children they can’t go outside because you can’t have the windows open to listen to them or sit out with them because it’s too cold and too bright.
Tell your children you can’t walk 5 blocks to the park because your back hurts too much.
Tell your children you can’t tickle them because it hurts you too much.
Tell your children they can’t talk or make noise because of your migraine.
Tell your 7 yr old child to watch his 1 year old little brother because if you stand up you’ll throw up from pain.
Tell your children they can’t hug you or sit on your lap for story time because it hurts too much.
Tell your children you can’t take them to indoor play places because the noise and fluorescent lighting triggers migraines (if you don’t already have one).
Tell your children they can’t invite friends over because their friends are too noisy because they weren’t raised with a migraine parent.
Do your children under 7 years old know how to completely load and unload the dishwasher, do laundry start to finish or make themselves breakfast and lunch because standing causes your feet to lose feeling and makes you lightheaded from the pain?
On your good day, try not to feel like a terrible parent when your child get exuberantly happy because you are making “real breakfast!”
Stop treating me like I’m a drug seeker. My pain won’t ever go away. Never. It’s called permanent chronic pain because it’s always there. Always. I don’t want to be so medicated I can’t enjoy my children’s moments and childhood. I just need the pain managed to I can be their mom. So I can be the wife who is a partner to my husband. So I can help take care of my failing grandmother instead of her taking care of me because I’m worse off. So I can be me. I’m not asking to climb mountains. To run marathons. Just manage day to day pain without saying no to almost everything. Without crying myself to sleep because my body hurts… if I can sleep.Thanks,