This morning I woke up crying. I can’t tell you why because I’m not sure I know exactly myself. It probably had something to do with the fact that I’ve felt icky and exhausted for many days in a row now. And maybe the fact that I have been to the doctor’s office four times in the last week and all of those visits were extremely unpleasant. And maybe the fact that today is Sunday, the day I take my dose of methotrexate (which usually makes me exhausted), and I can’t imagine feeling any more exhausted than I already do right now. And I just woke up.
Some days with RA are not very nice days.
Although, I guess if I have to wake up crying I’m at least glad that I did it on a weekend when APL is home. He brought me a chai in bed and I feel a little bit better now.
Some days with RA are not very nice days.
Although, I guess if I have to wake up crying I’m at least glad that I did it on a weekend when APL is home. He brought me a chai in bed and I feel a little bit better now.
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