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The Unofficial Chronic Illness Starter Pack: 13 Things We All Somehow End Up Owning

There’s no “welcome packet” when you join the chronic illness club. No orientation video, no handbook, not even a “sorry your body betrayed you” cupcake. But give it a year or two, and like clockwork, you’ll somehow accumulate the exact same stuff as every other chronically ill human alive.

It doesn’t matter what your diagnosis is — autoimmune, neurological, connective tissue chaos, or “we still don’t know but it’s definitely something.” You’ll still end up with this exact lineup. Consider it the unofficial starter pack for a life you didn’t sign up for.


1. The Heating Pad That’s Basically a Limb Now

Not a heating pad. The heating pad. The emotional-support heating device that never leaves your side. The one that smells a little… “well-loved.” The one that goes on vacation with you, because without it, you might as well just stay home and cry.

Bonus points if you own more than one: couch pad, bed pad, travel pad. If there’s an outlet nearby, there’s probably a heating pad plugged into it.


2. The Pill Organizer That Screams “Elder Millennial in Crisis”

Remember when you thought pill organizers were for your grandma? That’s adorable. Now you’ve got the jumbo one with four compartments per day and color-coded sections that could rival a NASA launch sequence.

You’ve upgraded at least twice. You’ve probably dropped it at least once and watched your entire week scatter across the floor like medical confetti.


3. The Hydration Graveyard

“You need to drink more water!” they said. So you bought every water bottle known to humankind. The motivational one with time stamps. The $40 one that promised to change your life. The one with a straw that always smells faintly weird.

And yet… you’re still dehydrated. But at least your shelf looks like an REI display.


4. Compression Socks That Deserve Their Own Fashion Line

When you first bought them, you swore they were temporary. Now you’ve got rainbow stripes, polka dots, and ones that match your pajamas.

Nothing like someone complimenting your “cute socks” while you’re over here preventing blood from pooling in your legs like a human Capri Sun.


5. Meds You’re 70% Sure You Still Need

Your medicine cabinet looks like a CVS threw up. Some prescriptions you take daily, some “just in case,” and others that you can’t remember why you still have but you’re too scared to stop taking.

At least once a week you’re googling, “can I take this one with food or nah?”


6. The Sacred Comfort Outfit

Elastic waistband. Zero zippers. Fabric so soft it might disintegrate soon but you’ll die before you part with it.

You own duplicates because when you find something that doesn’t make your body angry, you commit.


7. The Ice Pack Army

The freezer is 80% ice packs and 20% actual food. There are gel ones, flexible ones, and the infamous bag of peas that’s been there since the Obama administration.

Visitors open your freezer and immediately regret asking questions.


8. Pillows. So Many Pillows.

You’ve got regular pillows, wedge pillows, knee pillows, body pillows, and that expensive orthopedic one you swear doesn’t help but you’re too stubborn to admit it.

Your bed looks like a cloud exploded. Your couch looks like a pillow fort designed by an overachiever.


9. Your Personal Medical Archive

You could open a small clinic with your paperwork. Test results, specialist notes, insurance denials, and that one referral you might need someday.

Because if you don’t keep copies, you’ll end up explaining your entire medical history from scratch at every appointment anyway.


10. The Blanket Multiverse

Weighted blanket. Heated blanket. Soft blanket. “Don’t touch me” blanket. “Only this texture doesn’t make me rage” blanket.

You’ve reached a point where you can’t sit anywhere without instinctively grabbing one. It’s fine. It’s cozy. You’ve accepted it.


11. Snacks on Standby

Every bag, drawer, and vehicle has a snack stash. Protein bars, nuts, crackers, and that one emergency granola bar that’s probably older than your pet but still good in a pinch.

Low blood sugar waits for no one.


12. The Endless Notebook Collection

Symptom logs, med trackers, food diaries, mood charts, appointment notes. Every notebook started with good intentions and ended three pages in.

You’ve also tried every app known to mankind, but somehow keep coming back to paper and pen.


13. A Dark, Sparkly Sense of Humor

You can’t buy this one, but it’s essential. If you can’t laugh at your heating pad dependency and your pharmacy-sized pill case, you’ll lose your mind.

Because crying hurts your head, and honestly, we’re low on spoons for that today.


The Unspoken Truth

If you’re reading this while sitting on your heating pad, wrapped in a blanket, surrounded by snacks and water bottles you forgot to refill — congrats, you’re one of us now.

The chronic illness starter pack isn’t sold anywhere. You build it piece by piece, fueled by trial, error, and desperate 2 a.m. Amazon searches.

We didn’t choose this starter pack. But we’re making it work — one heating pad session, one sarcastic laugh, one survival day at a time. Til next time gang, take care of yourselves, and each other!

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🩰 The Bipolar-Fibro Tango: When Mood Swings and Muscle Screams Collide

Welcome welcome one and all come on in. Its me —your neighborhood chronically exhausted gremlin with a nervous system that’s basically running Windows 95. If you’ve ever looked at your list of diagnoses and thought, “Cool, now I can collect the whole set,” then friend, pull up a chair and a heating pad. Today we’re talking about the beautiful disaster that is living with both fibromyalgia and bipolar disorder—aka “Mood Swings & Musculoskeletal Mayhem.”

I live it. I hate it. I laugh at it. Let’s go.

🎭 Act I: “What Fresh Hell Is This?”

So, first off: what the hell is fibromyalgia?

It’s that charming condition where your body interprets gentle breeze as blowtorch, basic fatigue as brain-dead exhaustion, and sleep as an optional luxury item from a catalog you can’t afford.

And bipolar disorder? Oh, that’s just where your brain slaps the gas and brake pedals randomly while you’re driving through Lifeville. Sometimes you feel like a goddess who could run a Fortune 500 company on three hours of sleep and a Red Bull. Other times, putting on socks feels like solving a Rubik’s cube blindfolded.

So what happens when you have both?

Well, according to a 2020 study in the Journal of Affective Disorders, roughly 32% of fibromyalgia patients also meet the criteria for bipolar disorder, compared to only 4.4% in the general population.

I would say I’m honored to be part of that elite club, but no one’s handing out free tote bags, just prescriptions and pity.


🧠 Act II: Pain Perception Is a Lying Liar

One of the cruelest things about this combo platter is how bipolar mood states can hijack your pain perception.

During manic or hypomanic episodes, people sometimes experience reduced sensitivity to pain, which sounds amazing until you realize it’s just your brain temporarily gaslighting you while it prepares to body slam you into a depressive episode later. A study published in Pain Practice found that manic states may suppress pain sensitivity, while depressive states amplify it. Seriously guys, this is real. Not saying its the same for everyone, but I had my hip REPLACED, and since I got home from the hospital I started like 5 new hobbies and don’t sit down more than 5 minutes a stretch lol. When asked if I hurt, I would answer yes, when I stop and put any thought to it I’m usually in the 5-7 range but when I distract myself I can go hours before I hurt so bad it will literally take my breath.

So some days, I’m cleaning the kitchen like a superhero with zero regard for my spine. Other days, I need a break halfway through brushing my teeth because my jaw hurts like I chewed concrete in my sleep. (Spoiler: I didn’t. Probably.)


⚖️ Act III: Treatment Is a Dumpster Fire of Trial and Error

If you’re wondering what it’s like to treat both bipolar and fibromyalgia, imagine playing Jenga on a trampoline.

You want something for the pain? Great! Depressed because ouch, it hurts. Well, chemical imbalance of the brain can be fixed right? Except—oops—some antidepressants often used for fibro (like SNRIs and SSRIs) can trigger manic episodes if you’re bipolar and not carefully mood-stabilized first.
https://pmc.ncbi.nlm.nih.gov/articles/PMC3181950/A 2011 article in Dialogues in Clinical Neuroscience warned that antidepressant monotherapy in bipolar patients can significantly increase the risk of manic switches.

So, you try another med. That one numbs the pain but gives you brain fog so thick you forget where your fridge is. Or it stabilizes your mood but turns you into an emotionless zombie who eats beige food and says, “I’m fine” in a monotone voice while dying inside.

It’s fine. I’m fine. Everything’s… fine.


🧃 Act IV: The Emotional Toll of Being the Human Equivalent of a Glitchy App

Let’s not forget the emotional side. Chronic pain and bipolar disorder don’t just tag-team your physical body; they start squatting in your brain and charging rent. There’s grief for the person you used to be, guilt about being “too much” or “not enough,” and shame for not being able to manifest healing with gratitude journaling and kale smoothies.

Here’s the sciencey truth: a study in Arthritis Care & Research found that patients with fibromyalgia are 3.4 times more likely to have suicidal ideation, and bipolar disorder increases that risk even further.
🔗 Source

So no, you’re not just “being dramatic.” Your pain is real, your mood shifts are real, and your struggle is so valid it could be a thesis.

🎤 Curtain Call: Embrace the Chaos (or at Least Laugh at It)

Look, I didn’t sign up for this. No one hands you a diagnosis of bipolar disorder and fibromyalgia and says, “Congrats, you’ve unlocked hard mode—now go parent your autistic teen and try to cook something that isn’t beige.”

But I’m here. You’re here. We’re doing it—badly, weirdly, and with frequent snack breaks.

This dance between bipolar disorder and fibromyalgia is exhausting, confusing, and often unfair. But it’s not the end of the story. There’s still joy. There’s still meaning. And there’s still a damn good reason to keep showing up (even if it’s just for memes and microwave mashed potatoes).

So if you’re out there thinking, “Why is my body like this?”—just know you’re not alone. You’re part of a weird, wonderful, warrior community. We’re the ones limping into therapy with caffeine in one hand, a heating pad in the other, and a sarcastic one-liner ready to go.

And that, my friend, is something to be proud of. Til Next time gang take care of yourselves, and each other.

Sources for the Nerds Like Me(or your doctor who thinks you’re exaggerating): (full disclosure the sciencey stuff I googled and chat GPT’d the source links because its been a long time since I’ve had to cite things and I wanted to make sure I did it right.)

  1. Di Salvo et al. (2020). Journal of Affective Disorders, “High prevalence of bipolar disorder in fibromyalgia patients” – PubMed
  2. Dvir et al. (2011). Dialogues in Clinical Neuroscience, “Bipolar disorder: new strategies for treatment” – PMC
  3. Lautenschlager, J. et al. (2005). Arthritis Care & Research, “Suicidal ideation and risk in fibromyalgia” – Wiley Online
  4. Pain Practice, 2011. “Mood and pain: Depression, mania, and the modulation of physical suffering” – PubMed