I've always had night fevers & achy joints when my lupus flares, but last night was something new, & quite nasty. A bit like those purple flares I wore for a fancy dress party, way back in the days when I did have a social life. Not the real 70's I hasten to add.
Last night every joint was extremely painful, but my hands & wrists were the worst. They stiffened up & felt like each bone had been broken into a hundred pieces. I kept waking up overheated & in pain. Yet I didn't have the strength to get up for a pain killer.
To add to this, my eyes, nose & moth were bone dry, & I could feel sores forming inside my nose & mouth. I can't believe I managed to sleep through most of this, but I did. Needless to say, I feel pretty ropey today, but the joint pain & fevers have calmed down. The little red dots I noticed across my cheeks this morning have gone too.
What is it with this wicked Mr Lupus, that things can change so quickly, & why does everything feel so much worse at night? That's a purely rhetorical & frustrated statement, dear friends. I know when we have the answer to that, we'll be on the way to a cure.
Roll on nephrologist appointment on Tuesday. If I get the all clear from him I should be able to start methatrexate. Hopefully that will give me some relief, without too many side effects.
Fingers firmly crossed.