I’m also 27 and was diagnosed at 13 or 14 with fibro. I let it rule my life until I was 20. I couldn’t ride my horses, went through school on disability, was prescribed a cocktail of drugs, it was terrible and no one understood.
So at 20 I said screw it, this isn’t what I want from my life. I worked hard and I got accepted into the military. No I didn’t disclose the illness. At first I just cut out processed foods and worked on getting fit. The first year was terrible. Extreme pain. I even shattered my leg and dislocated my knee on basic training because I wasn’t fit enough, I got too tired, and I got sloppy. So I worked harder with my team of a chiropractor, personal trainer and old family doctor. The next year I was ready and I didn’t look back.
I listened to my body, and cut out most hard alcohols, went completely clean for a couple years, now I allow myself alcohol but only ever a drink or a glass of wine or two. I cut out all processed crap and eat fast food maybe once a year when I’m desperate. I cook everything from scratch. We have no boxed meals in our house. I was vegetarian (but still ate fish) for 3 years until an 8 month tour in Afghanistan where I ate tuna for 5 months straight (yuck!) but still don’t eat it in excess and try to buy straight from the farmer (not necessarily ‘organic’ - just farmer raised).
I also work out. Sure I get run down and overwhelmed and I miss some time. But in general I work out 1-2 times daily 5-6 days a week. I do a mix of yoga, zumba (don’t knock it - it’s fun, keeps your heart going and makes you laugh at yourself), body weight training, running, and have started power lifting which I’m loving. When I lead my troops in PT, they are sweating and I can’t believe I was the same girl that could barely get out of bed some days.
I can put a 40lb pack on my back, plus grab a rifle, a helmet, a flak vest and other gear and go for 13-20km tomorrow if I wanted to. It would suck and I would hurt for days but I could do it. I could barely ride my horse when I was 16 without agony for days.
A lot of sufferers choose to believe that maybe I was misdiagnosed or something. The other day I went into see the doctor about an eye problem and she asked if I had ever been diagnosed with an auto-immune disorder. I just laughed. I truly believe that I suffered from fibro. There are days after a long stressful period of work or field deployment where I have ate processed crap the military feeds you and I feel it in every joint. But don’t let anyone ever tell you this disease will ruin your life and your dreams. Never. Because I’m living mine, and in three years I hope to go back to school to become a physiotherapist so I can help others like me reach their goals.
Oh and I currently don’t take any drugs. Not for everyone, but a good clean eating diet (don’t listen to fad diets - just eat clean and no processed stuff!), lots of exercise, and you will be back on your horse.