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Same dragon, different day.

As I’ve read my way through RA blogs over the last ten months, I’ve noticed a recurring theme among the writers who are mothers.  Some of them believe they’re not good enough moms because of their RA. They can’t always get down on the floor and play dolls and Legos with their kids. Sometimes they …

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While perusing the latest news about rheumatoid arthritis, I came across an article in Athritis Today that announces that researchers have linked RA to diabetes. To quote the article: The risk of getting diabetes is about 50 percent higher in patients with autoimmune forms of arthritis, such as rheumatoid arthritis, or RA, and psoriatic arthritis, …

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I swear. It’s my summer for freak injuries. It was such a nice, peaceful morning, too. I’d fed all the beasties, done my morning ablutions, made myself a cup of coffee. I’d taken Finny out for his morning constitutional, noting how warm it was already, even at 8 a.m. Mr Wren hadn’t gone to bed …

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Wow – seven days since my last post! I think that’s a new blog-neglect record for me. I wish I had some great or interesting excuse for my absence here, but I don’t. No dog bites. No emergencies. No unexpected company or household catastrophes. I simply didn’t have anything interesting to write about. In all …

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It’s mid-day. I’ve waited as long as I can, but I’m out of patience. I shake two Tramadol tablets into my hand, pop them into my mouth and wash them down with a couple gulps of iced tea. There, I think. In a little while, I won’t hurt so much. Maybe I’ll feel like … …

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Saturday morning, a few hours before noon: The fan in the window blows soft, still-cool air and white noise into the room. My chair creaks as I write; writing requires a certain stillness but my joints are stiff; shifting a little now and then eases them. Bright sunshine makes glowing, lime-green shapes out of the …

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Today is turning out to be a much better day than yesterday. Whew! I’m not quite sure why it’s better, though. I slept poorly last night; I was wide awake every hour on the hour, and in between only managing a sort of restless half-sleep. It was filled with such odd plots and images about …

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Ever have “one of those days?” How about “one of those weeks?” That’s what I’m having. One of those weeks. Nothing in particular is wrong – at least, nothing that wasn’t wrong last week or last month. But for some reason, I’m having a tough time dealing with life right now. Here it is: I …

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