Well I've been feeling absolutely awful the last few days. It's the rheumatiz. OK I don't know what it is exactly. I went to a rheumatologist a few years ago and he said I didn't have arthritis, fibromyalgia or anything else. So how else do you describe this pain that I've had my whole life? When I was a kid I remember my Mom would rub my knees and give me aspirin in a spoon of strawberry jam. Used to just be in my knees. It's now progressed to my shoulders, elbows, wrists, upper back, lower back, hips, knees, ankles & points in between. My torso feels fine. And I'm either becoming more of a wuss with age or it's getting worse. It never used to be that I'd miss work with it but this is the 2nd time this fall that I just haven't been able to go to work! OK I'll admit it doesn't take much to make me want to stay away from there sometimes...but still. Anyway I've made a doctor's appointment for next week and I'm going to ask for another referral - to a different rheumatologist. The other one had a brain tumour; I want a healthy one this time.
Myla's 'real' mom picked her up this morning to take her in to be spayed and is keeping her till tomorrow evening. She was SO excited to see Linda this morning, went galloping down the stairs and Linda was immediately covered with dog hair. I imagine Myla will be a little bit less rambunctious when she gets back tomorrow.
Well it's time to take some more ibuprofen and head off to bed. Back to work tomorrow!
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I hope you find out what's the matter Fern, so you can start to feel better soon! That sucks when you don't know the problem...
feel beter!!!!!!!!
Fern, I completely sympathize.
I've had undiagnosed rheumatism in my fingers and wrists all my life too. I thought I'd finally got rid of it when I left the coast but yesterday my hands were just killing me, I had to crank up the heat in my house to 75 degrees to make the aching go away.
Now you've got me thinking it's time to go to the doctor to figure out whether it really is rheumatism (bah, humbug, i hate going to the Dr).
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