Sad day

Started having issues with my shoulder.  Hurts to drive, walk, or lay down. I didn’t go see my friend on Tues and it takes a lot for me not to go because we just sit there. Canceled my walk yesterday also because of the pain. Called in sick today.  None of these are normal for me.  I decided to take a day of laying in bed with a heating pad in the hopes it will feel better.

A friend of mine owns a bar, his grandpa came in all the time.  This man loved company and his wife was in a nursing home with alzheimer and he would see her twice a day. He also took in his great grandson his last two years of high school.  (This kid worked, did musicals, and a 4.0. So not a troubled kid). He was also fighting cancer. During all of this he smiled, laughed and loved everyone around him. We all called him grandpa and we treated him as such.  This sweet old man that we all loved as much as our own grandparents passed away last night.  He is one person that will be missed by hundreds and will always hold a place in our hearts.  I love you grandpa, thank you for the laughter, the hugs and just the joy of being around you these last 7 years.

Very sad day as he will be missed but the memories he gave us and knowing how sick he was at the end allows me to be more grateful for knowing him than sad.

Long time

Been almost three months since I posted. I have been stalking everyone but not posting. Couple of updates.  I am now walking 2.5 miles 2-3 times a week. We will increase the distance every week. Some friends and I have created a “walking club”. We all hang out at the same bar and have become good friends. 

Second update, I smoke and have for way too many years. I got myself a vapor cigarette a couple weeks ago and have gone from a pack a day to half a pack. For anyone who smokes, you know how hard this is but it is working. Want to be cigarette free by end of summer and nicotine free by the end of the year.

As far as “RAndall”, now that the severe winter is over, he is being less of a beast. Hoping to strengthen muscles and weigh less before he kicks back up. We will see how that goes.  Lol


I brought my fmla papers to my dr office to fill out. I got a call from my fmla admin saying they hadn’t gotten anything and would extend it. I called my dr office and the nurse was a huge bitch.  When I was first diagnosed I had fmla and I renewed it twice. Even with that I feel guilty calling in. I only used two half days in a one year span. I have had two flares in six months, in that time, I fell on the ice twice (Thank goodness I was not in a flare at the time).

I decided I would get them renewed at the time I saw the Dr. The nurse who returned my call when I left a message asking why they had not been filed did not fill me with hope. She asked if this was something new. No, I have been diagnosed for four years. She asked a couple more questions that were irritating, then she asked me. … How often do you think you will be off? How in the hell would I know? Ummm, when it acts up? I don’t take off unless I can’t type.  I spend 8-10 hours at a computer. I can adjust the way I work to compensate any other joint, just not my hands. She didn’t like that. She asked again, how often. Hmmm, whenever my ra decides to act up. I blew up. Seriously? I didn’t realize this would be a problem. I didn’t realize typing all day with ra would cause me to be treated as if I was a criminal. She changed her tune but I had enough.  I told her I couldn’t answer her questions and if I did it would be lies.

I have not been content with my dr in a while. He has never taken xrays (my gp did of one hand before he referred me) he does not know my toes are curling and does not know what my pinkie or thumb are doing. I didn’t feel like I had the chance. You can tell me to get a new doc but I only have a couple I can see with my ins. I won’t go to prevea (they allowed my daughters step mom to get her out on add meds) and the other two are in the same clinic.

Wizard of Oz.

Today I feel like a one person cast for the wizard of Oz. So tired I am the scarecrow with no brain. Tin man joints, hunched like a flying monkey, hair so messy I look like toto, too cowardly to get an injection in my hip and my feet are so red they could pass for Ruby slippers. I don’t think I could walk on the yellow brick road though, too firm and would probably jar my joints.

Yes my dear friends, I am losing my mind, that is OK though. I enjoy it and allows me to put goofy posts like this one.  Have a good Friday.

Rant and fun

I was talking to my mom and was telling her about a conversation with my sister who recently was diagnosed with Fibromyalgia along with myself (along with the ra since 2010). My sister is the type of person who puts everything on Facebook and I am the opposite. I encouraged my sister to create a blog to connect with others and to pick a few who are close to her to talk to. I also told her if she put stuff on Facebook all the time she would end up with alot of negativity and that won’t help anything. As I was telling this to my mom she says to me “well you shouldn’t talk about it at all, it just makes you think about it and makes yoy sound like a whiner”. Thanks mom, once again you came through. What an idiot.

On the plus side, hoping the craft sales start up soon. I have magnetic jewelry everywhere in my house. Wish it sold more but still have fun selling it. And I can now wear necklaces again because I no longer have to worry about the clasps. .