The weather has shifted, and so has my pain. My joints have been much better lately (though piano still hurts) but we must be heading into a rainy day or something, because I am very achy. My mood has been ever so much better, and it makes me realize that pain itself is a depressant. I'm walking more, and I've applied to be a peer mentor with the local branch of Canadian Mental Health. This week I'll be getting my doctor to fill in forms for my guide-dog application. It seems like the best thing I can do for both my physical and mental well-being is to keep moving forward. It doesn't matter if I'm moving in inches, so long as I do move. *wry grin* It's a little funny, though, that having my hands hurt today makes me realize just how much better they have been. I need to be careful of my focus, I think. I am doing good and healthy things - they must be as important to me as Weevil the EEvil RA.