First, it's not a pleasant feeling. I put my shoes on in the morning - just like you do. Today, I'm having a flare-up. by 10AM, i had to take my shoes off - notice the binding marks on my feet. I also had to take off my watch. Looks like my left hand felt lonely and wanted to join the right.
Second, there is no way to control swelling. I can only ease it. If I were at home, I would ice and elevate, but I can't right now. The only thing I can do is kind of prop them on a box in front of me on a downward slant. I don't think this helps though. The only other thing I can do is take a trusty Alieve - DONE!
Third, I can't focus. With each little bit of inflammation, the pain sears in my joints and allows me to only think of it. Truly, I'm dreading the drive home and the constant movement of my ankles and wrists as I manipulate up Atlanta Motor Speedway (or I-75). I know I will be exhausted after the hour and a half drive.
I don't feel well today. Although my blood sugar is 115, and I've taken all the useless vitamins, NSAIDS and DMARDS. I feel like I'm at a stake burning - starting with my feet. My Enbrel should be here today. I won't waste a second taking the injection.
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