Still feeling rotten after the weekend, don’t think I have helped this flare at all. The pain is now in both arms, knees and hips so that I’m finding most things pretty difficult and needing quite a bit of help; plus the fevers and rash are coming through more too. I know it’s my own fault, that this is the price I have to pay for a few hours of fun, but I’d probably do the same again – not sure my rheumy would be too pleased though.
Was I wrong to go? Should I have stayed at home and continued to put my life on hold for however many more months?
I rang the secretary and explained what had been discussed with my rheumy last Thursday and she’s added me to his clinic in the morning; it’s a 9.30am appointment, which means a very early (and creaky) start but hopefully it will be worth it. I’m guessing the elbow will a need a shot of cortisone as that is still the worst affected joint; that extra steroid should help me in general though. I’ll also be able to show him my latest blood results, which they printed for me this morning when I went for my fornightly trip to the nurse. A lot of them are starting to look a bit iffy and my inflammation markers are getting higher every time, so at least I know it’s not all in my head (which certain people make me wonder sometimes).
So here’s to tomorrow.