F’ing Winter

I have been really fortunate so far this winter.  It’s been fairly mild- not too many super cold days, very little snow.  Which, of course, means very little weather related pain.  This week I have been feeling progressively crappy. I chalked it up to having my period and not walking enough (have I mentioned that I have found a definite link between how much I walk and how I feel?).  Anyway, I’ve been chugging along, assuming that it would pass.

Last night it snowed, our first actual snow (snow less than inch isn’t actual snow when you live in Wisconsin).  We have a couple of inches on the ground, very cold temperatures.  And my body just….hurts.  L asked me if my joints were hurting and I answered that my hips hurt, and my back hurts, and my hands hurt.  Then I stopped and said, “So, yes, my joints hurt.”  It took me actually adding up all the pains to put it together in my head that yes, I am having a very bad day.  In the back of my head, a little voice is saying “Be prepared for a flare.”  I have been so lucky this winter, these last several months actually, to have been getting progressively better, to be responding to treatment.  I have been so lucky, and I have known it.  So now on this bad day, I am scared.  Could this be more than one bad day?  That’s one of the many things I hate about chronic illness- the fear.

So today, I gave into feeling crappy and didn’t go into work.  I am alternating walking around my house and wrapping myself in heat through my heating pad and my heated throw blanket.  I am drinking lots of water.  I am trying not to feel stress. I am stretching, as my physical therapist has shown me.  I am trying to do all the things I can do to stop the bad day in its tracks.  But none of that prevents the fear when I look down at my hands and see the red joints, which has been gone so long I had forgotten their ugliness.

F’ing winter.  I can’t wait for spring.

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  1. You poor thing! 😞 I also hate how with chronic illness, I live in fear of the bad days. There’s only so much we can do to prevent them. I hope you being proactive and giving yourself a day off helps this pass quickly.

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  2. Sometimes I think the fear is just as bad as the physical pain. I hope this is a short lived flare for you. Take care of yourself!

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