Yeah... I Know...

Been a while...

I keep waiting for something funny to post. Not having any luck with that. The body is not dealing well with anything. Definitely some stress-inducers going on. Lots of bones 'breaking' in reaction. Constantly feeling like the flu is coming on, which is scary since there has been an actual flu going around. I try to keep faith that my 'flu' is fake too!

No Answers... Time for...

The doctor. Ugh. 

I really don't want to go see him, and have him suggest anti-depressants yet again. I want the arthritis to go away, or I want its pain to go away. I don't want its emotional pain to go away, that's not the problem! Although the frustration might be another story...

Added Fun

The last month, arthritis is creeping in. I mean, I was diagnosed with minor arthritis in the hands and feet something like 15 years ago. It never really affected me. It just showed up in x-rays and blood tests. Well, now it's actually hurting, mainly in the little fingers. If I remember correctly, it was rheumatoid in the hands and osteo in the feet.

Anyone know any magic for slowing down RA? I really don't need that added to my plate. My buffet has already taken all of the room there.

Fibro-Catch 22

So, see, there's this thing...

This happens from time to time. I am in so much pain that I can't get myself to bed. The best way to get beyond this pain? Going to bed. 

Yeah.

I know it. I know it. I really know it. And I'm not moving.

And, no, I'm not one of those people who can sleep in a chair.

So, I type.

Public Service...

So, yesterday I participated in a panel for health care providers all about patients who live with chronic pain. It was interesting hearing from two other patients -- both of whom I know, but did not know the extents of what they live with. And they did not know mine either. 

Hidden disorders -- and we help hide them, don't we?

Not Fibro...

Just posting that the dealing is going to be harder for a while. Kodiak lost his battle with cancer. The other two dogs really are not much help with things like walking or other functions. They can lift the spirits, which is a definite help, but they are not as consistent with that as Kodiak was, and really don't help with any of the other things he did to make my life easier.

Maybe it's time to retire...  ugh.

Another Scary Night -- Halloween Prep?

So, last night might not have been Fibro. I felt like I'd been poisoned, or filled with scrubbing bubbles, or the stuff you shoot into the wall to fill the void space, and it quadruples in mass... I'm not sure. All I knew was the pain was ridiculous, but just from the middle of my ribcage down to just below the bottom ribs. It was much more intense and debilitating than the five broken ribs had been. It lasted about 8 hours...

Kodiak was very worried about me. Here he is, battling cancer, and he's trying to take care of me. What a great dog. Still not sure how to return the favor. I do what I can. I guess that's what he's thinking too. 

And today we are getting our first snow.