Prepare yourself. I’m gonna get real with you–I mean, REALLY real… After fifteen years of fibromyalgia, eight years of almost daily migraines…I should be more comfortable with admitting I need help. But…aagghh! I still hate it! I should be able to cook supper every night. I should be able to get groceries, run errands, and do the laundry–in a single day. I …