I have thought of several ideas for a post but they were not worthy of your time, dear reader. (Is there really more than one of you?)
I must admit I emerged from post holiday apathy long enough to rejoice in the inauguration of the forty forth president of the United States. He's smart, direct, well spoken and he's NOT a Republican. Yes, for me the real rejoicing came after Christmas this year.
Too much pain? When I say that, it's too much. I am currently off my meds for Rheumatoid Arthritis. I was on four meds. They were making me fat, bald and cranky and weren't controlling the pain. If I have to be a fat, bald bitch, I want some pain relief in the mix.
I started Enbrel last week, it's a once a week sub cutaneous injection. It can take a while to work so for now, I'm in too much pain.
My cat dying, I'm not ready to write about that. I just found out Friday. I am hanging on to Denial, my favorite not dealing, way of dealing. Hey it's worked for me for a quarter of a century. It's the least I can do for my little baby.
So, I am sorry for the hiatus. I hope to be more regular for the rest of the year. I will check in once a week even if it's as banal as this depressing post. Happy New Year.
Bye bye W.
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