The Countdown

2017-05-12 Miss Poison Adult Orphans, Writing Adult Orphans, Being Real, Fibromyalgia Pain, Honesty, May, Migraines, Mother's Day, Motherless Daughters, Pain, Pieces Of Me, Poison In Lethal Doses, Suffering, Writing

Every year, usually around mid-April, is the countdown reminder from every company I've ever done business with, or might do business with in the future, that Mother's Day is fast approaching. Last year, it angered me to the point where I unsubscribed from about 20-30 different mailing lists. I just couldn't take it any more. … Continue reading The Countdown

Ketamine Has A Reputation: Not Just For Pain, But For Depression

Link 2017-05-09 Miss Poison Depression, Pain Articles, Depression, Ketamine, Pain

http://nationalpainreport.com/ketamine-has-a-reputation-not-just-for-pain-but-for-depression-8833538.html Has anyone had Ketamine Infusions for any reason? I'm curious about the success rate.

It’s Possible To Feel Worse

2017-05-06 Miss Poison Writing Agony, Fibromyalgia, Health, Migraines, Musings, Pain, Pieces Of Me, Poison In Lethal Doses, Stress, Writing

Just when I thought it wasn't possible to feel any worse than I have these last few weeks, I woke up this morning and the pain is at an all-time new high for INSANITY. You know those pain scales every doctor's office has posted with idiotic faces? There is no logical way to say "Oh, … Continue reading It’s Possible To Feel Worse

Too Many Thoughts That I Can’t Process

2017-05-03 Miss Poison Writing Health, Migraines, Musings, Nausea, Pain, Pieces Of Me, Poison In Lethal Doses, Weakness, Writing

Today is one of those days where I just can't seem to break myself out of how bad I feel. Physically, mentally, and emotionally. I caught myself last night, while making dinner, realizing just how done I am. It wasn't a temporary feeling. It was a "What's the point in this life?" feeling. I'm still … Continue reading Too Many Thoughts That I Can’t Process

The Month Of Triggers

2017-05-01 Miss Poison Writing Depression, Emotional Pain, Grief, Honesty, Loss, May, Pain, Pieces Of Me, Poison In Lethal Doses, Sadness, Triggers, Writing

Fourteen years ago today, a female relative of mine (an Aunt by marriage) was murdered by her live-in boyfriend. I just read her autopsy and toxicology report for the first time; her death having been ruled an "accident". I read it in utter disbelief. The damage incurred was no accident. I look at it as … Continue reading The Month Of Triggers

The Never-Ending Excitement

2017-04-29 Miss Poison Writing Honesty, Musings, Pain, Pieces Of Me, Poison In Lethal Doses, Writers, Writing

I swear, I'm radiating unhappiness. Thursdays' appointment made me feel like a fucking fraud. Despite the fact that I KNOW I suffer greatly, you cannot see anything I suffer from. It's like being slapped in the face a bit. People can't help but stare at you, because they're questioning your validity of illness without knowing … Continue reading The Never-Ending Excitement

Fibromyalgia and Hip Flexor Pain

Link 2017-04-21 Miss Poison Fibromyalgia Articles, Fibromyalgia, Hip Flexor Pain, Pain

http://www.living-smarter-with-fibromyalgia.com/fibromyalgia-and-hip-flexor.html This is the story of my life, partially. Despite being crazy flexible, I live with excruciating pain in both hip flexors. When it flares up, it's awful. When it's fine, I'm okay, but it's the kind of pain you NEVER forget. I've lived with it since I was a gymnast and I still have … Continue reading Fibromyalgia and Hip Flexor Pain

Bill Would Strictly Limit Opioids For Acute Pain

Link 2017-04-142017-04-14 Miss Poison Opioids Acute Pain, Articles, Opioids, Pain

https://www.painnewsnetwork.org/stories/2017/4/14/bill-would-limit-opioids-for-acute-pain This angers the crap out of me. It's unacceptable and unAmerican. The "opioid crisis" in this country is really a HEROIN PROBLEM. I'm sick of pain patients being classed as "junkies".

You Never Plan For This

2017-04-13 Miss Poison Writing Being Sick, Honesty, Musings, My Brother, Pain, Pieces Of Me, Poison In Lethal Doses, Sadness, Stress, Writing

There's nothing more unpretty than me when I'm sick. I don't just mean looks-wise, I mean in the miserable troll sense. I'm a terrifying, sleeping dragon on a good day, but when I'm sick I'm the three-headed dog from Harry Potter & The Sorcerer's Stone. I take a lot of precautions to avoid getting sick. … Continue reading You Never Plan For This