Immobility

Disclaimer - I write this blog to document for my rheumatologist how I feel during times of flareup. I'm not here to gain sympathy, and I  don't want to seem like a complainer.


Last week was a very active week for me despite the fact I was having a flareup. I carried on with a bottle of  Alieve, hydrocodone, heat pack, ice packs and a bottle of horse-grade liniment. The heat and pain is still in my joints, but I think I just got stove up. I got home on Friday, sat down and didn't get back up until 3PM today. This can't be good.

I suspect that Phil has a lot to do with me staying immobile because he doesn't want to EVER get up and do anything, but this weekend was all my responsibility for immobility.I hurt so badly that I didn't want to move. I'm concerned that if I don't keep up some form of exercise, then I'm going to go crippled by 40 - just like my grandfather. The head to toe stiffness, soreness and outright pain is insufferable. I'm afraid that I'll never be able to enjoy things that I used to again - hiking, rafting, canoeing, roller coasters, and just getting out and generally having fun.

I have a stiff neck, back, shoulders, hips, arms, knees, elbows, hands and feet. Stretching doesn't help a bit. I want a serious session of massages for about a month - or a hot tub. That's what I think I'll do - walk down in the pool area and get in the hot tub. Later.