Now you know what it is like to imagine all the worse things that can happen only to find out things aren't that bad after all. It is usually 3 or 4 in the early hours of the morning that I start to think bad things. Well what's happening to me??? Right quick recap. I come back off holiday last Oct, and see a Rheummy cons. and get told I have RA. Oh soditalmighty. Bit expected but bit strange because I had been having regular blood tests with GP because my hands looked like footballs and had been told now RA indicated it might be gout.. right ta.
Ok. Go downhill very quickly because I have to come off Diclofenac. I had been told to up them (from 2 to 3 per day) whilst I waited for the Mtx prescription, but they made me dizzy and sick. By time I had the Mtx tabs in my little mits I was, well to say the least, suicidal with pain, stiffness, depression - t'was awful.
Get on the old MTx start to feel a bit better by about 7-9 weeks. Had to go back on the "happy pills" though because still depressed. After upping MTx dose to 20mg, begin to feel a lot better. Start new lifestyle diet lose a bit of weight and then last week bloods indicate that RA is under control. Whooppeee. I have had a lucky escape. So far so good. Feel like I have been through the mill, up the mountain, down dale and round and round a bit.
Went away last week. Brilliant. Lovely relaxing break with the loved one the Rt Hon Leader. B and B was fantastic, lovely days out, weather not too bad. Diet easy to keep to as Mevagissey is brimming with fish, and every restaurant and pub sold crab, or salmon, or other fish salads, which were excellent. My sandals which cost an enormous amount of money were well worth it, because they really felt like I was walking on air. They took all the shock, and I managed to walk around the Eden Project with appropriate rests. I slept like a log and woke every morning refreshed. Fant-blooming-tastic...
Got home late on Friday night. Saturday morning arrived... argghhh stiffy old legs. Ok. Could have been all the walking. Sunday stiffy fingers as well, could be having to work. I had to come home Sunday at around 12 felt ill. The old thick head and painful back, aching muscles, stiff ankles, fingers, toes.
So there I was at 3.53 this morning, wide awake, my back caning, the weight of the duffet (summer one!) hurt my ankles and my knee was throbbing. Tired to death but couldn't sleep!
Theory one:-
Allergic to chickens
Theory two:-
Standing around picking up eggs is no good for me.
Theory three:- It's all in my head??? Just don't want to go out to work
Theory four:- the house in on a bad ley line and it needs spiritual cleansing??
Well I don't know!!
The only painkillers I took whilst I was away were two paracetamol tablets the first morning. I didn't need any after that. Now I feel like a junkie waiting for the four hours to go by so I can take some more.
I have an awful sense of impending doom. This is the quiet before the storm farmwise. As soon as the weather dries we will be cutting, turning, raking and baling grass. (Vegetarians look away now ) - moving the stock around, taking fat lambs to market and getting the sheds ready for the haylage and the winter.
I feel like poo.... I can't work, don't want to work - what is it? After all my RA is under control...Don't qualify for benefits as far as I can see. Anyone looking at me would say well you walk, talk and chew gum at the same time, get your ass out there... does anyone know of any rich old men looking for a wife???? Oh there's always the lottery, million pound drop, deal or no deal? ah well..never mind in another 11 years I can retire and collect my pension, if I'm lucky.
Take care peeps. Julie xx
P.s. talking of spiritual cleansing, I went to see a clairvoyant in Cornwall, now that's another blog.....