Today is the one month anniversary of this damn flare I've found my self trapped in. Last week I seriously felt like I was starting to do better. My appetite returned a little, I was able to get up off the couch and do things. I even managed to go out and see people. There were still a few symptoms trying to haul me back down, but I was so sure I was coming out of it. Then when I woke up yesterday, I noticed my condition declined a little. Woke up this morning to find myself back below square one.
Once again my body feels like a trains collided with it, my joints are stiff, the veins in my hands are protruding (is that even normal!?), my head is pounding, I'm dizzier than a kitten than just stumbled off a tilt-a-whirl and I'm exhibiting the lovely malar rash. I can't even get in to see my rheum as my previous one just moved away and the new one I've been set up with keeps cancelling my appointments. I've been trying to get in for about four weeks now to get checked out and she keeps cancelling my appointments.
I think I've officially reached the end of my rope. I don't want to do this anymore... I can't do this anymore. I'm a weak person. This isn't something I can handle anymore..
I don't know how anyone can do this over, and over, and over, and over perpetually. It's frustrating, exhausting, and draining.
Medications: CellCept, Plaquenil, Prednisone, Naproxen, Tramacet