i have accepted this pain. i am working on range of motion exercises. when i can muster up the courage i will go get in the pool. and move for five minutes. every time i go i have a flare. i feel like a weak little wizened baby and quite shamed to move for only five minutes. but it is what it is.
dale and i gave up bread for lent. i'm not missing it as much as i thought i would.
a couple of days ago, which would be saturday, i started writing writing writing. and my sleep started lousing up. sunday night i took seroquel. i was stoned and stupid yesterday but i slept better last night, though not quite well.
this morning i didn't want to get up but was fine when i did get up. now i'm going to write and write and write.
have to wear braces on hands at night now. trying to learn to keep my hands out from under my pillow.