Went to see my Rheumy yesterday, who is rather obviously just few days away from maternity leave. So did I say 'congratulations', or 'how exciting', or even 'is this your first?'. No. Uppermost in my mind was, but what about ME! I did know she was pregnant from last times I saw her, but had somehow blanked out in my head that maternity leave is a consequence of pregnancy. Duh. RA certainly changes your view of life, and not necessarily in a good way as has made me more self-absorbed than perhaps is right.
I've been treated by her from the start, and have really appreciated her approach and accessibility (squeezing me into clinics at day's notice so can aspirate my knee, or give me steroid jab - pretty good eh?). So just the knowledge that I do have access to a good rheumy has given me huge confidence, and now I'm quite nervous that I won't get the same level of care over the next 9 months.
She told me that good locum is in place and she's booked my next appointment, but even so - I'm like a little duckling & can't just swop easily to following another duck around (or at least not until I can swim properly). I guess also a bit more nervous as my inflammation markers are up again, and various bits hurting, so she's also put me on 3rd DMARD and the first months with a new drug are a bit touch & go. I'm just going to have to hope that all goes smoothly....... But isn't it foul that the littlest things just knock you off balance with this disease? Polly