I haven't blogged in awhile. My daughter said that you don't really know how well you are until you are sick and believe me she is so accurate. Just after a simple little camping trip with the girlfriends, I got horribly ill. It started feeling like rheumatoid arthritis. My legs started stiffening up to where I couldn't get out of the car. Within a matter of weeks, the entire body started stiffening up. I eventually became so weak I couldn't pick up a pillow, that is pretty sad.
My husband and I were going to go to Paris and I was panicking and maybe I should have panicked a little more than rely on just one doctor which I do like, but he didn't have the right answers. After the trip, I knew I had to do something, I literally was dragging through Paris. My general practitioner sent me to a rheumatologist and after seeing the new doc, he gave me prednisone. Within a day I felt absolutely great, I can't even tell you how good I felt.
I know I am out of condition, but even that change made me feel like a new person. As soon I called my friend she gave me the bad news that prednisone is only a steroid that takes the swelling down, but the real problem is still there it is just masking it. I was sad. Maybe by luck the whole body will just readjust and I won't have anymore problems.
I have two years of just being sick. To some degree it is not anything tragic, but in another degree it has been a constant battle with one thing or another. What else could happen. I know that the onset of middle-old age can cause problems, I expect that, but on a continuous basis. Stayed Tune for Upcoming Events.
