Today is an “ok” kind of day. I got the kids off to school, wrote my “Dear John” letter, and chatted on the phone. Sounds fun so far?
I’m hoping my positivity don’t change into negativity. I hope to help someone and hope that someone will help me namely the Rheumatologist. The doctor is good, but my rheumatoid arthritis sucks! Yes, I said it! It sucks! The pain in my wrists, fingers, joints, knees, and ankles hurt like someone is hitting me with a sledgehammer. On top of that I have Fibromyalgia. Yeah, me! All over body pain. Medicine and exercise isn’t working, but I comply anyways. If I don’t move around I will end up paralyzed. I don’t think so. I’m in my early 40’s and have no time for the pain. I wish I could burn it in the fire pit were I burned a few pieces of clothes from an ex-friend. Til’ later I’ll suffer and try not to be so blah, blah, blah.
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