Showing posts with label Chronic Illness Bloggers. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Chronic Illness Bloggers. Show all posts

Friday, 3 June 2016

Dry, Itchy & Sore Skin Conditions in Fibromyalgia

One of the many, many symptoms experienced by a lot of
fibromyalgia sufferers is dry skin and uncontrollable itching - with me this affects my hands, forearms, shins and ankles the most. I can scratch until I bleed it gets that bad.

My GP has prescribed various topical treatments - hydrocortisone being the most frequent though he has also prescribed anti-histamines too - and I've invested a lot of money in sourcing the best itch-stop cream on the market - none of which have made any difference.

So I was excited to be asked to trial a product which not only promised to treat eczema, psoriasis and itching but also claimed to provide pain relief! What better invention could a fibromyalgic scratch monster wish for?

The Fay Farm's Healing CBD Hemp Lotion is handmade using only natural ingredients - many produced on the farm itself in Seattle, Washington, USA. None of their products use parabens, alcohol, mineral oil, or phthalates. The ingredient list for the Healing CBD Hemp Lotion reads like a top chef's shopping list;  grape seed oil, apricot kernel oil, emulsifying wax, stearic acid, argan oil, burdock, calendula, chamomile, chickweed, comfrey, licorice, to name but a few. All combined into a deeply aromatic lotion that feels as good as you would expect a top of the range topical lotion to feel but with the added benefit of Cannabidiol Oil to provide effective relief from associated muscle pain.

I'm always sceptical about claims of pain relief from topical lotions - I've tried the likes of Deep Heat and Voltarol in the past and they've been about as effective as chocolate kettles. My experience of them has left me in as much pain as before I used them and stinking like a chemical factory! The same cannot be said about this Fay Farm Lotion. On smell alone it beats the best of the best lotions on the market today. As far as treating my scaly itchy patches I was surprised at how rapidly the lotion was absorbed. I thought I must be doing it wrong so kept applying it, but each time my skin felt softer and more elastic. I must have reached some sort of saturation point when the lotion simply refused to soak in any more, only then did it feel greasy! Within minutes of applying it my itching had stopped and was replaced with a gentle 'tingling'  and warming sensation. After two days of applying the lotion twice daily I began to notice the scaly patches shrinking in size and the itching gone - but what about pain relief?

Like I say, I'm a sceptic when it comes to pain relieving lotions and creams - in fact I'm a sceptic when it comes to even Morphine being effective against my pain to give you an idea of where I'm at as far as pain relief goes - but, as a sceptic, I need to be proven wrong (I pray to be proven wrong some day!)

I have to be honest and tell you that the lotion did not relieve the pain in my lower back - but when you consider that not even morphine takes that pain away then you will probably not be surprised to hear that - HOWEVER - (here's the bit where you say "Oh, he's been told to say that because he got the product for free blah, blah, blah...") HOWEVER - I do suffer badly with fibromyalgia pains in my shoulders and elbows (tennis elbow) and the lotion was effective at providing some relief from that - it didn't take it away completely but it did make things more bearable and comfortable in those areas, especially my shoulders.

Overall I can honestly say that The Fay Farm's Healing CBD Hemp Lotion is an effective moisturiser and treatment for excessively dry skin conditions. It's especially soothing for itchy skin and goes some way to relieving mild to moderate muscular aches and pains.

If I have one 'gripe' about the product it's that the scent - lovely as it is - is not particularly 'masculine' and that's fine if, like me, you spend most of your time at home with family, but if I was socialising with my buddies over a pint or two down at the Rose & Crown I certainly wouldn't want them questioning my choice of 'deodorant'!!

My primary aim in testing this lotion was to ascertain its effectiveness at soothing my eczema and for this it far exceeded my expectations. If you've tried everything else without success you have nothing to lose in giving this lotion a go.

You can find out more - and view their wide range of products - at www.thefayfarm.com - you can also  read more about their CBD Oil range and get a 10% discount and free shipping* on any order (just enter the code "fibromen") here - http://thefayfarm.com/p/cbd 

*Free shipping only available in US.

Saturday, 28 May 2016

So Sick of My Hat of Many Rocks.

Banging My Head on a Brick Wall
I've been relatively quiet of late for fear of boring readers with all that ails me, but I just feel the need to vent my spleen one last time before undergoing a transformation (hopefully.)

I have had pain, ranging from excruciating to agony to severe to livable, twenty four hours a day, three hundred and sixty five/six days, for over thirteen years. Can you imagine that? If not try to imagine the pain you might feel if you were to wear a hat with a bunch of two pound sharp rocks dangling from it on varying lengths of rope - all strategically placed to bash into various points in your back, neck, shoulders, thighs, guts, knees, ankles, feet, arms, hands, wrists, fingers and toes as you move around - some days individually, some days all together at the same time but at different intensities - some pounding into you, others niggling, others constantly embedded on a pressure point. Now imagine trying to function normally with all those rocks hitting you throughout the day, then imagine going to bed physically beaten and exhausted but being unable to sleep soundly because you're still wearing your rock hat and, no matter how you position yourself, there's a rock digging into you somewhere on your body. Just imagine that hat, and while you're imagining that hat imagine also being bombarded by an additional, bigger and sharper rock straight into your stomach and intestines causing them to cramp, become sore and irritated and giving you horrendous diarrhoea, nausea, painful trapped wind, bloating, constipation. Imagine having to live with those rocks for just a short period - say, a month. Do you think you might go a little off the rails? Become depressed, anxious? You'd kill for a cure wouldn't you? Well. that's me for the past thirteen years. I'm not saying it's that intense every day but I kid you not when I say that I've been getting pounded by at least one of those rocks every day for thirteen years - sometimes the niggling ones, sometimes the two pound sharpies!

I've tried virtually every treatment known to man, have undergone more invasive tests than any person should have to endure, have taken pills and potions, tablets and lotions, with infinite hope and ultimate despair. I have had enough.

I don't want pity. God knows there are so many more people who've lived with it longer than me and who have it even worse than me - at least I can still work, albeit part time.

The time has come for a different approach. I have signed up to do something radical in a last ditch attempt to overcome fibromyalgia, crohn's disease / IBS, insomnia, anxiety and depression. I'll be writing more about this new radical approach in the coming weeks. It is going to take a monumental personal effort - and, no doubt, it's going to be unpleasant for a while, but I have to see it through to the end or fibromyalgia will be the end of me.

Hopefully I'll soon be able to remove my hat of many rocks. Wish me luck!!

Monday, 9 May 2016

Looking To The Future.

Something turned up on my doorstep this morning. I'd been expecting it, but when it was actually delivered I began to get a little anxious.

The package has the potential to do one of two things: scare the living hell out of me, or enable me to relax for the next thirty or forty years (or however long God allows me to remain a part of this wonderful world of ours)

I'll be writing more about this delivery in the coming weeks, but for those who desperately want to know what it is here's a tantalising clue:


More to follow soon...........

Monday, 18 April 2016

For When Your Fingers Aren't So Nimble Anymore...

This is a sponsored post. I was provided with a prototype of the product in exchange for an honest review, I have been compensated for my time through the Chronic Illness Bloggers network. All opinions remain my own and I was in no way influenced by the company.

Introducing "Nimble"
On days when my pain levels are hitting the ceiling and I simply cannot be bothered with anything except to try and get through the day with as little stress or physical torment as possible, it’s often made much worse by the fact that I have to open something as simple as the foils on my tablet strips – have you tried to push them through from the front recently? – it seems as though they’ve started making the foil out of 10mm stainless steel
 – and having to prepare and cook a meal for myself can often result in the most unhealthy of meals – The Pot Noodle, 375g of dehydrated mush that looks much the same going in as it does coming back out. Opening a packet of bacon – you know the ones with the little loose corner to enable you to ‘peel back’ the plastic cover that no man (or woman) has EVER in the history of ‘peeling back’ the plastic cover, been able to complete without the need for some heavy, sharp bladed and downright dangerous, intervention! It seems as though, in the fight for ever more ‘child-friendly’ packaging, manufacturers have lost sight of the need for easy access to their products by those less able among us – the elderly and the disabled.

But wait, before you all rush off to your laptops to pen a strongly worded letter of complaint to the guilty parties, here’s something that’s child friendly AND makes opening packaging a breeze – even for my gnarled old fingers.
These aren't my gnarled fingers!
 


It’s called “Nimble” – I assume because it returns us less nimbled people back to the land of the sprightly – and it makes opening things like bacon and tablet foils SO much easier. More importantly, you won’t run the risk of stabbing yourself and bleeding out onto your freshly opened bacon.

I got my “Nimble” in the post on Tuesday, just in time to take it to work with me – I work in a retail environment where opening sealed containers is an everyday, if not every minute, occurrence, but do they supply box-cutters? Well, yes, but can you ever find one when you need it? No, and when you do it's usually blunt – and I used it during my shift to open sealed tinned and bottled goods ready for putting on the shelves. The “Nimble” sliced through the seals on crates of beer and pop bottles, trays of tinned goods and the selotaped seals of boxes with ease. I couldn’t tell you how many times I’ve snapped my nails back when trying to do this without a cutter in the past! When not in use the “Nimble” slips off your finger and into your pocket ready for next time – I even developed the ‘skill’ of putting it on whilst still in my pocket so that I could whip it out, cut, and slip it back in without anyone really noticing! (Though my practicing raised a few eyebrows, especially whilst I was working the tills!))
The beauty of the “Nimble” finger cutter, as I’ve affectionately named it,  is that it won’t cut your fingers – believe me, I tried several times – the blade is so small that it just won’t penetrate your skin, but, when firmly pressed against a slightly harder surface like tape, plastic or paper it slices with the precision of a crafters knife. I absolutely loved it.
At home I’ve used it to open cellophane packaging, envelopes, crisp packets, packs of bacon (of course!) and those other ‘easy-open’ packs that never work - the ‘Tear Here’ strips around biscuit packets! It makes things so much easier!

You can find out more about “Nimble” by visiting Version 22. The product is being launched via a Kickstarter campaign today, so you’ll be one of the first to see it. Kickstarter is a fantastic way to get new products onto the market – you pledge an amount to support the project – if it reaches its goals the manufacturing process begins, you are charged what you pledged for the product and you become one of the first people in the world to take ownership of your very own “Nimble” (If the project doesn’t reach the required goal you are not charged, obviously!)

So, let Nimble point the way to an easier future. Pledge to buy one, two or three to make this product a reality for all those who struggle with packaging!!

Saturday, 16 April 2016

Time for a Time Out to Tame the Black Dog

It's fair to say that, over the past few weeks, I've become disinterested in being ill, or at least I've become disinterested in writing about my illness.

Don't get me wrong, I do enjoy writing and maintaining this blog, it's just that I've reached the point in my illness where I want to focus less on it and more on myself. Is this a common feeling among the chronically ill? Is it just a phase I have to get through in order to reach the next level?

I don't know.

I feel like I've written all I can about being ill - regardless of the never ending array of new and strange symptoms - I can only write so much about sleep deprivation, back pain, restless legs, brain fog, headaches, irritable bowel syndrome. Nothing is new. Nothing inspires me to write.

This could, of course, be a symptom of that other invisible illness which is hounding me at the moment -  that big black dog depression (for which I have now been prescribed Prozac, as I couldn't tolerate Duloxetine, and some counselling - we'll see where that takes me!)

In short, what I think I'm saying is: "I need a break from focusing on how ill I am!"

In short, I'm saying au revoir for a while. It could be a short while or a long while - it depends on when and where I find inspiration (so I may be back next week!!)

I have a post scheduled for Monday morning - a sponsored post about a product I think you'll find worthwhile - and then I'm going to focus on taming that black dog!