First i'd like to thank everyone for their support. For some reason right now i am unable to upload pics or edit my info, but am working on it! Bear with me. Today i woke up and don't feel so bad. Before i went to bed last night, i took 2 ultram, 2 flexeril, and 2 aleve. I was expecting to be sore as i had been shoveling clay into horse stalls yesterday. Was a good workout to say the least! Am experiencing my normal weakness in my hands, and woke up with both arms asleep. Truth is, i am running away from a probable diagnosis of my pain. Not because i don't want to know, but because i refuse to be given a life sentence. My mother and sister have been diagnosed with fibromyalgia. Sister with arthritis too. Neither one of them move from their recliner unless necessary. My sister takes entirely too many medications, and my mother smokes marijuana to deal with it. Neither of these things appeal to me. I'm an active young woman and refuse to be bound to a chair for the rest of my life. Maybe that is not what is wrong with me. Maybe it's something else. But until i can afford the mri that has been recommended, or a truly sympathetic doctor, i'm stuck. I get so sick me hearing about medicaid and medicare. I'm stuck in the middle with no insurance or options. I work hard. I pay taxes. Where's my healthcare? I'll vote for the politician that looks at that. And then i look at this lady having a heart transplant and think, my life isn't so bad. Anyways, i digress. It's a beautiful day today and i think i'll play with my horses before the rain and pain comes.