Tag Archives: rheumatoid arthritis

Rheumatoid Arthritis Support Forum

I found a place where I think I will fit in… and it looks like a wonderfully warm and helpful place… Here is where you can find Rheumamisfits.  I like that being a misfit isn’t a bad thing.

I didn’t think that my “team” needed to include a support group… particularly if that group meant that I needed to leave my house and go to meetings where I didn’t feel like a fit in even worse than I usually don’t fit in… here I found a group of people who make me welcome and where I can stop in and visit when I feel like it… when I need to… when I find myself looking for support, an ear that understands… people who are willing to listen and understand.

I highly recommend this group as a place to start… ask questions… pour through the archives until you are comfortable talking.

Gallery

Working out in the EARLY morning

I’m BACK (kind of).  4:30 this morning I hit the road for an hour’s ‘walk/run’.  3.5 miles later… sweaty and feeling human again… I hit the front porch… 35 degrees Fahrenheit in a t-shirt and hoody… sweats… and my DS … Continue reading

What do you do you do when a song gets stuck in your head?

Okay… it had a LIITTLE hep (thanks to … http://www.rheumamisfits.com/forums/index.php?) but it is stuck none the less…

We’re a couple of misfits
We’re a couple of misfits
What’s the matter with misfits
That’s where we fit in!

We’re not daffy and dilly
Don’t go ’round willy nilly
Seems to us kinda silly
That we don’t fit in.

We may be different from the rest
Who decides the test
Of what is really best?

We’re a couple of misfits
We’re a couple of misfits
What’s the matter with misfits
That’s where we fit in!

–(this part sung by Rudolph)–
Why am I such a misfit?
I am not just a nit wit!
I’m an adorable reindeer
Why don’t I fit in?

–(this part sung by Hermey)–
Why am I such a misfit?
I am not just a nit wit!
They can’t fire me.
I QUIT!

We may be different from the rest
Who decides the test
Of what is really best?

We’re a couple of misfits
We’re a couple of misfits
What’s the matter with misfits
That’s where we fit in!

http://www.misfittoys.net/rudolphsongs.htm

I’ve always loved “Rudolph, The-Nosed Reindeer” and I’ve always been able to relate to Rudolph and Hermey… but now I can relate in all new ways.

Why am I such a misfit?
I am not just a dumb twit
I can’t help it my joints ache
Why don’t I fit in…

Yeah, I can relate… and you know… it totally isn’t a bad thing

How about it?  Are you with me?

17000 steps

Okay, okay… 17,105 steps… roughly 8 miles.

Today, so far, has been a good day. Walked to the library (go figure, they have exactly ONE book on RA and it was checked out) and back (stopping at 7-11 for a cup of coffee on the way home and picking up pictures at Walgreens on the way there).

The walk today, in preparation for my half marathon, was actually better than I expected. I needed to stop about 3/4 of the way through to stretch out my joints, but it was all in all very good. Now, my “toes”… the wide part of my feet… ache and my knee has a weird ouchy spot… but hey… it was my first 8 miler in what… a month? Not anything totally out of the question…

Now… bathed and dressed in sweats… I’m kicking back and enjoying the sunshine… dog is curled up at my side and the doors are open wide. Coffee is brewing (and green tea, too…) and peperoni bread is raising on the stove…

I was dizzy last night (and during the walk today some) but if I had any other effects from the mtx, I slept through it (yeah!!!). Now I’m thinking about the fact that I have to be extra extra careful not to catch anything… but otherwise, everything is looking up… it really is all about the attitude… I’m trying to fight the worries and blues… and I’m thinking that life may not be so totally bad, after all.

UPDATE!!!
Per my toy… it says I took 17733 steps (plus or minus, since I didn’t actually have it “on” ever minute). Not bad…

Happy New Year

Sitting here… furry little dog at my feet… contemplating… everything

It is interesting, the first day that I start taking my methatrexate is the first day of the year. I’m trying to figure out if that is just the way my luck is running or if it is cosmic humor… I think it probably will end up being a foreshadowing of the year to come.

I’m scared. The doctor warned me that I’m liable to have a less than fantastic weekend. I really don’t want to get sick in an attempt to get well.

5 am this morning, I was up before the sun with DS on a walk (more like a mosey… but this morning, mosey was just what I needed). We have a ‘typical’ walk that we go on when we walk together (we end up doing about 3 miles… we end up at a cement picnic table and bench usually chatting). This morning we were going to pick up a dozen donuts at the new donut store (kind of defeats the purpose of the walk… ). Who knew donut stores take off for new years morning. This store usually opens at 5… we were there at the store at about 6… no dice… sigh. so we mosied a bit further past the ball park until it got cold enough walking in just a hoody and not generating any body heat that we opted to go home. Called home to get a ride (promply took a detour to get donuts at the grocery store). It was 36 degrees… not really hoody weather.

I’ve been forcing the smooshy swollen achey out of my knuckles. Hot bath helped with that… but it is tight and sore still.

Now… I’m working on trying to get computers fixed while I still feel like getting the stuff done… Not going great. Probably not going to be in the mood to deal with Dell support tomorrow… but then, I’m usually not in the mood to be talked down to by some guy…

Happy New Year 2010

Sitting in the quiet darkness (another night I can’t sleep through the night… great) thinking about all that has been 2009 and thinking about what might be 2010… it has been a hell of a year.

Who would have thought, as I sat last New Year’s Eve, that I would be sitting here a year later facing RA and what could arguably be one of the biggest adventures in my life… I was ‘limiting’ my ‘activism’ to Breast Cancer awareness… because of my mommy… and my aunt bea… but now I think I have a whole new cause… one that is interestingly closer to home… one that doesn’t have as many advocates (by all appearances…) I wonder if I will have it in me to become active in an RA ’cause’… Me thinks it is something that I NEED to do…

I don’t, as a rule, make resolutions (they simply get broken anyway) but I think that this year I will set as my goals…

Loosing another 30 pounds or so…
Making a concerted effort at Tai Chi
staying as healthy as is humanly possible

and taking up the cause, in some way or another (lol… even if it is “only” through the pages here…) the cause of RA.

I do not want to spread myself too thinly (I have already made that concerted effort… to give myself more of a life)… but I think that this is important…

Uplifting Morning

Woke up early… achy… dry mouth (attributed to the prednizone) and just fundamentally restless. Was a rather down morning until I decided to come here to make myself feel less… restless… less… depressed.

And what did I find… several comments that really really made me feel better… which is a good thing right now.

Yesterday was a horrible day for me mentally and emotionally.

I found new bruises.. new bumps… and new places that hadn’t ached before. I spent the day staring out the window wondering… watched the movie Funny People and found myself wondering… more. all in all a not so great day.

But this morning… In the comments that I moderated… I found people who can relate… people who are where I am… or who used to be where I am and are now further down this adventure trail than I am. Their comments where incredibly uplifting… more so probably than any of them will know… made me smile and get my head back in the right place….

So here I am… wicked early in the morning looking at the Susan Komen Marathon for the Cure shirt hanging on the back of the chair (it came yesterday too and made me doubt my sanity) and realizing that, I can do this… I’m not the first, that’s for damn sure, and I certainly won’t be the last… and if I can do my part to make someone else realize that this may be a LIFE sentence (as in… it will always now be a part of my life) but it sure as heck not a DEATH sentence and it can be a wickedly long RUN ON sentence (sorry, I was almost an English major once upon a time) … I can do this and so can you!

Now… where are my running shoes and my tea?

Prednizone change

Well… she upped my dose of prednizone for a while longer. Hope it helps. We went walking last night to look at the Christmas lights and things got ouchy in places. I know I need to push through the ouchy, but man, there are times when I just really really really don’t want to…

A Letter to People Without Chronic Pain

I found this this morning on an RA forum and it spoke to me a lot…

LETTER TO PEOPLE WITHOUT CHRONIC PAIN

Having chronic pain means many things change, and a lot of them are invisible. Unlike having cancer or being hurt in an accident, most people do not understand even a little about chronic pain and its effects, and of those who think they know, many are actually misinformed.

In the spirit of informing those who wish to understand, these are the things that I would like you to understand about me before you judge me….

Please understand that being sick doesn’t mean I’m not still a human being. I have to spend most of my day in considerable pain and exhaustion, and if you visit, sometimes I probably don’t seem like much fun to be with, but I’m still me–stuck inside this body. I still worry about school, family, my friends, and most of the time, I’d still like to hear you talk about yours too.

Please understand the difference between “happy” and “healthy”. When you’ve got the flu, you probably feel miserable with it, but I’ve been sick for years. I can’t be miserable all the time. In fact, I work hard at not being miserable. So, if you’re talking to me and I sound happy, it means I’m happy. That’s all. It doesn’t mean that I’m not in a lot of pain, or extremely tired, or that I’m getting better, or any of those things. Please don’t say, “Oh, you’re sounding better!” or “but you look so healthy!” I am merely coping. I am sounding happy and trying to look normal. If you want to comment on that, you’re welcome.

Please understand that being able to stand up for ten minutes doesn’t necessarily mean that I can stand up for twenty minutes, or an hour. Just because I managed to stand up for thirty minutes yesterday doesn’t mean that I can do the same today. With a lot of diseases you’re either paralyzed, or you can move. With this one, it gets more confusing every day. It can be like a yo-yo. I never know from day to day, how I am going to feel when I wake up. In most cases, I never know from minute to minute. That is one of the hardest and most frustrating components of chronic pain.

Please repeat the above paragraph substituting, “sitting”, “walking”, “thinking”, “concentrating”, “being social” and so on….it applies to everything. That’s what chronic pain does to you.

Please understand that chronic pain is variable. It’s quite possible (for many, it’s common) that one day I am able to walk to the park and back, while the next day I’ll have trouble getting to the next room. Please don’t attack me when I’m ill by saying “But you did it before!” or “Oh, come on, I know you can do this!” If you want me to do something, then ask if I can.

In a similar vein, I may need to cancel a previous commitment at the last minute. If this happens, please do not take it personally. If you are able, please try to always remember how very lucky you are–to be physically able to do all of the things that you can do.

Please understand that “getting out and doing things” does not make me feel better and can often make me seriously worse. You don’t know what I go through or how I suffer in my own private time. Telling me that I need to exercise or “do seomthing to get my mind off of it” may frustrate me to tears and is not correct. If I was capable of doing some things any or all of the time, don’t you know that I would? I am working with my doctor and I am doing what I am supposed to do.

Another statement that hurts is, “You just need to push yourself more, try harder…” Obviously, chronic pain can deal with the whole body, or be localized to specific areas. Sometimes participating in a single activity for a short or a long period of time can cause more damage and physical pain that you could ever imagine.

Not to mention the recovery time, which can be intense. You can’t always read it on my face or in my body language. Also, chronic pain may cause secondary depression (wouldn’t you get depressed and down if you were hurting constantly for months or years?), but it is not created by depression.

Please understand that if I say I have to sit down/lie down/stay in bed/or take these pills now, that probably means I have to do it right now – it can’t be put off or forgetten just because I’m somewhere, or am right in the middle of doing something. Chronic pain does not forgive, nor does it wait for anyone.

If you want to suggest a cure to me, please don’t. It’s not because I don’t appreciate the thought and it’s not because I don’t want to get well. Lord knows that isn’t true. In all likelihood, if you’ve heard of it or tried it, so have I. In some cases, I have been made sicker, not better. This can involve side effects or allergic reactions. It also includes failure, which in and of itself can make me feel even lower.

If there were something that cured, or even helped people with my form of chronic pain, then we’d know about it. There is a worldwide network (both on and off the internet) between people with chronic pain. If something worked, we would know. It’s definitely not for lack of trying. If, after reading this, you still feel the need to suggest a cure, then so be it. I may take what you said and discuss it with my doctor.

If I seem touchy, it’s probably because I am. It’s not how I try to be. As a matter of fact, I try very hard to be normal. I hope you will try to understand. I have been, and am still, going through a lot. Chronic pain is hard for you to understand unless you have had it. It wreaks havoc on the body and the mind. It is exhausting and exasperating.

Almost all of the time,I know that I am doing my best to cope with this and live my life to the best of my ability. I ask you to bear with me, and accept me as I am. I know that you cannot literally understand my situation unless you have been in my shoes, but as much as is possible, I am asking you to try to be understanding in general.

In many ways, I depend on you – people who are not sick. I need you to visit me when I am too sick to go out…Sometimes I need your help with the shopping, cooking or cleaning. I may need you to take me to the doctor or to the store. You are my link to the normalcy of life. You can help me to keep in touch with the parts of life that I miss and fully intend to undertake again, just as soon as I am able.
I know that I asked a lot from you and I do thank you for listening, it really does mean a lot.

There was no author listed.

Friends are just angels who have forgotten how to fly

Rheumatorid Arthritis

And… another chapter begins… or maybe… a chapter that I didn’t know had already begun sneaks in.

It has been a bad couple months.  I just guess I’m starting to realize how bad.  For starters, I’m not sure where the whole half month of October went nor most of November.  Thanksgiving wasn’t too terribly bad. I managed the turkey and it turned out really well.

But I have been not feeling “right” for a while.  Not sure why.  Heck, not sure how long… but I know that the last time I felt really really right was at least in June… and it has been getting progressively worse.

It started in my toes (at least that is where I recognize it as being first noticed consciously).  The wide part of my feet got swelled and didn’t really go down.  It hurt and it hurt continuously for a couple weeks.  Shoes got tight (the pair that I got for my birthday.  It couldn’t have been gaining weight… I had/have been loosing.  Wasn’t sure why… figured it was just one of those weird woman things…

My left wrist got a swelled spot on the wrist below my thumb that would come and go…

My fingers would get tight… felt weird to make a fist.  then I couldn’t close the fingers the whole way… I couldn’t make a fist.

First the left hand

Then the right

Weird, huh?  The orthepedist told me that I would get osteoarthritis in my right hand becuase of the break 10 years ago and how badly it healed.

Went to the doctor (after much discussion about my using my hands entirely too much… ) becuase I just couldn’t deal with the inconvenience or the way I was feeling in my joints any more.

Did I do the research first?  Duh.  I had a hunch what it might be.

I was hoping I was being a hypochondriac.

I wasn’t

The DR sent me for blood tests

and xrays

and called me two days later, not the 4 they told me they would

and said you have positive RA factor and you need to see a rheumatologist.

More blood

more x-rays…

now i’m on prednizone and hurting less… scared… and… dealing with reality.