I’m still learning to accept/understand this diagnosis of Psoriatic Arthritis – there’s just no rhyme or reason with when/where/how flares hit. My hands this weekend have been stiff as a board and so, so swollen (which is new to me… )
Why did it take me so long to head to the hot tub jets for my swollen stiff hands? Omgggggg. 45 minutes later – alternating with VERY COLD POOL WATER – sweet relief. Sweet, sweet no more sausage fingers relief.
Also, I’m at the point of acceptance in the perimenopausal stage that when my period makes a surprising reappearance after a few months I SCREAM IN HORROR JUST GO AWAY ALREADY PLEASE AND THANK YOU.
The rage. The everyday rage of just people existing next to me rage…not the everyday rage at the tire fire world rage.
Petty complaint but man, if one more person says to me “but President Biden said the pandemic is over” when I remind them they need to wear a mask, I might lose my shit.
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