RheumaBlog

Same dragon, different day.

Lene Andersen, the writer of the excellent blog, The Seated View, and a columnist for MyRACentral, has a wonderful post up today describing the many different kinds of pain. Lene has had rheumatoid arthritis since she was a child, and as an adult, contracted fibromyalgia as well. This is a writer who knows her subject …

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Pain is relative. Or maybe it’s subjective, I don’t know. It occurred to me when I got up this morning after another long, wakeful night thanks to my aching hips, that while this pain is pretty unpleasant, I’m grateful that it isn’t worse. Because I do know worse. Rheumatoid arthritis keeps my hands and, sometimes, …

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Autumn had a couple of false starts here at the Wren’s Nest in the Northern California Sierras. We had a pleasant, cool week; an unbelievably hot week; and then, an in-between one. But tonight the first of a series of storms has blown in, ushering in the last week of October. With them comes colder, …

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For the Sake of a Single Poem For the sake of a single poem, you must see many cities, many people and Things, you must understand animals, must feel how birds fly, and know the gesture which small flowers make when they open in the morning.     You must have memories of many nights …

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I’ve been quiet lately. You may have noticed. My quietness has not been because of problems. We all have those, and mine are no more or less important or serious or frivolous than yours. Instead, I haven’t blogged because I haven’t felt I had anything useful to say. Strange, that. I’ve left comments of encouragement …

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To Autumn by John Keats Season of mists and mellow fruitfulness, Close bosom-friend of the maturing sun; Conspiring with him how to load and bless With fruit the vines that round the thatch-eves run; To bend with apples the moss’d cottage-trees, And fill all fruit with ripeness to the core; To swell the gourd, and …

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I don’t know about you, but I don’t like to obsess about my rheumatoid arthritis. I’d rather live day-by-day not thinking about the disease, not wondering what that random twinge in my knee means (just a twinge, or the start of a bad flare?). I’d rather not have to take a literal handful of pills …

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Well. After a break that lasted longer than I anticipated–it got really hot outside, and didn’t cool down below 75 degrees for several nights–this morning I finished stacking the firewood for the winter. It feels good to have this big, strenuous chore done. I’m paying for my steady three hours of work this morning, though. …

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