The weather has been killing me all weekend. It started Friday when the rain moved in. I have to be happy and chipper at work, so I just pushed through the pain. Saturday, I tried to do the self care stuff, like taking a walk. It wasn’t raining, but the weather was gloomy. That in itself was kind of depressing, which didn’t help things. Today I made sure to open the shades and windows to get some fresh air in. I didn’t go out for a walk because, frankly, I hurt too bad. I did some gentle stretches and took a long nap. I did get some work done. I did a load of laundry and fought with the drying rack (*sob* I miss the dryer). There really isn’t any room to set up the rack, so the hell with it. I’m going to send my clothes out to be cleaned. I have better things to do with my energy than laundry.
It’s a long holiday weekend. We would have had Monday and Wednesday off, so the school director gave us Tuesday as well. I’m going to take the opportunity to see my p-doc and rheumy. I have a sneaking suspicion that the big infection I had may have triggered RA. I had joint pain before with the fibro, but never in my fingers, hands, toes and feet. From some internet sleuthing, it seems like infection can trigger RA and I do have a family history of it. If it is the case and I do, well, it’s just one more thing. I swear I lost the genetic lottery big time.