I would like to take this time to remind my body that I am only 31 years old. I think that it forgets this fact from time to time.
I posted recently (sorta) that I have been in pain as of late. My fingers have been locking up and my joints have been popping. I sound like I am 80. I shuffle through the house… holding my hips like a retarded macarena dancer. I do this because they hurt. Now… to add to the fun.. so do my feet..and toes.. and ankles.. and fingers.. and wrists.
So I finally went to the Dr. For those who know me… this is a big deal. I never go to the Dr. EVER!
I go to my 2:30 appointment at 2:15. I am in back and sitting by 2:25. She walks in at 2:30 on the dot… I kinda like her. Until she looks at me and asks “What the hell is wrong with you?? You look like shit.” (Gee Thanks!) I start to tell her that my wrists hurt.. and she stops me. She asks me a few questions…looks at my chart… grabs my wrists…looks me in the eyes… and shakes her head.
“Has anyone ever talked to you about Auto Immune Diseases?” (I have the AID?) “Has anyone in your family ever had Lupus, RA or an AID?” (Crap…AID runs in my family) “Taryn, You have Rheumatoid Arthritis…..” (SHIT… I have an AID). “I also want to test you for Lupus” (I can have more than one AID???)
She also thinks that my kidneys may be affected by me being diabetic.. so.. no RA meds until blood work comes back….
Instead… I am now sitting on my 8th day of bed rest….with 3 more days of antibiotics (just in case)…. 3 days off of the steroids (which kinda helped)… and 5 more days of percocet lala-land before I can find out if I can take anything to help with this flare-up, which I found out… I have been having for over 3 weeks now. FML.