Rough Sunday, Whiny Monday

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Yesterday was really a rough day for me. I got up and went to church and

was feeling pretty good so I decided to do some shopping after service. I

went to the mall and of course I was still wearing my cute church shoes so

my feet were killing me REAL quickly so I went into Payless and bought

myself a pair of flats. I was only in the mall a couple of hours but by the

time I left my shoulders and wrists were aching. On the drive home my knees

were burning which for me, indicates bad pain is on the way. So I get home

and do my paper for school and a bit of cleaning. By the time I get the

paper done I'm really feeling bad. My husband takes me out to dinner

because of late my appetite has suffered. By the time we order food I'm

near tears and praying to God that I don't start crying in the restaurant

because we haven't been out in a while and I really want to stay. The

relafen isn't working so I decide to take another. I ordered a lager and

when it came, I couldn't even lift the mug to drink it. My husband has

always massaged me so he tries to rub my hands (to get the blood

circulating) - he is extremely fortunate that I couldn't grasp the knife!

Then my lobster tail arrives and I'm so stiff that I can't get the darned

thing loose from the actual tail - hubby has to pull it apart for me. I

then noticed that although my knuckles don't swell like my mom's did, the

bones in my hands really hurt and the spaces between the knuckles are

swollen. All of these things are firsts for me and today I feel a little

bit in the dumps. I couldn't sleep last night. Pain and nausea. Today my

hands, shoulders and knees aren't as bad and the swelling is a little less,

still a bit nauseated. I feel so cruddy that I almost cancelled my physical

therapy and I LOVE my water therapy sessions. Sorry this is such a choppy

e-mail, typing hurts too.