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The only good thing I can say about me deciding to stop taking the prescription drugs I felt were harming me is that the permanent sores I appeared to have on my tongue and the roof of my mouth have dissipated. They haven't gone completely away, but at least I can eat spicy food without it hurting a lot.
Otherwise the joints in my hands and wrists are only exceeded in pain by what is showing up in my ankles. Specifically my right ankle. I woke up and went to the bathroom during the night and it was a real ordeal. After I performed my toilette and had some coffee I started walking. I knew it would hurt to put my weight on my feet, but it was the only way to deal with it I knew about.
Altogether I guess I walked a couple of miles, maybe a little less. I've measured the distance of the sidewalk in front of the strip mall by driving by it in my car, and it's around a half a mile one way. My ankles did begin to feel better. I'm glad the pain responds well to my walking, but its not enough for it to make any difference deciding about whether to resume taking the prescription drugs again. The idea of living day by day for the sole purpose of taking these horrible drugs is not worth it.
I can deal with the pain mo' bettah. I will to do that constantly these days, but I'm pretty much of a coward when it comes to extremes, so if the pain just gets worse and worse I ain't making no promises to myself I can't keep.
These Croc shoes feel really great. David, my sister-in-law's brother who bought me a pair as a gift told me they were great wearing shoes, and I believed him at the time for the sake of appearances, but now I really do believe him. It feels better wearing these shoes than when I go barefooted. I'm not going to try to explain why. Maybe it has to do with the placement of some those nubbly little nodes molded into the insole.
I got other bone problems than just the rheumatoid arthritis. Osteoporosis, and psoriasis. It seems to be associated with the RA and osteoporosis. It was this problem that caused the open lesions on my second to biggest toe that I wrote about a few years ago. At the time I couldn't figure out what was going on, and even though I had a couple of doctors look at it, they didn't figure it out either. If they had, then maybe they could have prognosticated the RA a lot earlier. It's the VA. Whatta I expect? I'm lucky to have them.
I haven't a clue how this new medical care bill is going to affect my situation. It might work out so that I could go to a local doctor to get the prescriptions I need to deal with the pain. If I live long enough the new health bill may prove beneficial.
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I do not attempt to tell the God's own truth here because I don't know what the truth is or hardly ever. I try to capture the drifting thoughts that randomly appear in my imagination for reasons I may not understand. I don't know if the content I capture with these words is true or false. The Comments settings are turned off to prevent me from having to defend what amounts to little more than fanciful, sometime crude speculation. Great moments in our lives never return.
