Well, it's been a few weeks - horrible ones if I'm honest. Public sector contract cuts led to a large number of redundancies where I work, my job was (and still is) under threat of being reduced to 3 days a week, dad is seriously ill and we've just had to fork out nearly £500 on car repairs.
Hence my lack of activity here recently.
I haven't much news other than my visit to the Rheumy nurse yesterday resulted in me telling them that once I've given my body time to heal from the latest massive reaction to the poison they keep feeding me ...
[cue sound of sleeves being rolled up and fists bared]
.... they'd best prepare a large dose of anti-TNF because I'm refusing their snake oil DMARDs as of now. They may work for everyone else but they don't work for me other than to make me resemble something from a Hollywood sci-fi B movie.
As my mother would say, I'm a bit contrary.
Still, it's not all that bad. I can give my boss the finger without her even realising (I can't bend my left middle finger) and now I have sacroiliac dysfunction I can leave my desk to lurk in dark corners without raising suspicion. On bad days I can force the male bosses to fetch and carry and trundle my large piles of junk around at whim. What a wonderful combination of Result and Payback for the hell they've put us through these last two weeks. *relaxed sigh*