Saturday, December 31, 2011

Wait and see... and a little bit of Christmas

Yup, that's what me and my doc decided to do about my flare ~ wait and see. She offered me a steroid shot, but I declined. I have noticed a wee bit of improvement and she thinks in another month the biologic will be in full force and I will feel much better. She did say that if I change my mind to call and I can get the shot. For now, ibuprofen and rest are working.

We had a small, quiet Christmas this year. Moth's (Man of the house) brother usually comes up, but not this year. He has a new home, so we went down to Texas a few days after Christmas.

The house was cozy and quiet and "santa" really spoiled us.

He spoiled Mr. Dumbles too!

I hope you had a wonderful Christmas and please have a safe and happy new year!

Saturday, December 24, 2011

Christmas past ~ A photo album of sorts

It is Christmas Eve and I am lounging lazily in bed, wondering if it's possible to navigate painlessly trough this day. Nope, not going to happen, but I'll take some pain meds, and promise my liver I'll be nicer to it tomorrow. 

I was going through my photos and decided to post some shot from the past. My girls have grown so much! We have had wonderful Christmases! 

Christmas a looooooong time ago! I'm holding the dark haired doll and I did not like her at all. My brother still has that teddy bear.
Older daughter when we lived in North Carolina. Sweet, sweet days!
Noodle's first Christmas!
Gingerbread house!
Older daughter was Mary in the Christmas play. She was singing "O Little Town of Bethlehem".

Christmas Eve jammies has always been our tradition!
A rare Christmas with Bryan at home.
Another Christmas play!
Cookies for Santa!
Merry Christmas to all!

Friday, December 23, 2011

RA Flare

When the inflammation arrives I feel swollen and hot. The flare of Rheumatoid Arthritis is relentless. My joints feel like glass, everything hurts, I wince more often than smile. The pain brings with it a gloom that settles around me like a lazy cat, curls itself around my body and posits its weight on my soul.

My illness (virus) last month meant a delay in injection, and that meant a chance of reactivating the disease. It woke with a vengeance. Because the disease is so fickle, there's a chance the injection I take won't work again. I (repeat I!!!) gave myself my shot last week. I know relief is never immediate, its often snail-like, so I am patiently waiting.

Meanwhile, I weigh carefully my activities. Will Christmas shopping put me in my recliner for the day? Can my hands handle the baking of cookies, making of candy? Each day is more difficult than the last. Today I find that this typing is a chore.  

I see my RA doctor next week. I know that alternatives to "wait and see" are limited. My liver gets unhappy with some of the drugs, my tummy, with others. It's been two years since I had a steroid shot, so maybe that is an option.

I've been contemplating what changes to make in my life to ease my efforts, and increase my quality. I need minimal choices, help from my family, and less stress. I'm grateful I have this wonderful, long holiday break to work on those things. Hopefully I will return to work with a bit less pain and better attitude.