Oh medicines

So I feel a little less Hulk, but a little more like I can’t focus as well. I’m not sure if it’s just me, or if I am not handling the prednisone well. I know that it can cause mood swings, but lowered attention span? Maybe.

The prednisone really has helped get my swelling down. I guess I never realized how swollen my whole body was all the time until I started taking it. My fingers look like my grandma’s (she has really thin hands). Oh, and all of my clothes are either fitting better or falling off me… which is both great and slightly annoying, haha. It’s helped lessen my asthma and psoriasis too, which is so great because both were really getting out of control.

I have a rheumy appointment on the 30th. I’m thinking of asking to stay on the steroids, or try another kind maybe. Everything about it is so good for me. Again, I just need to figure out the focusing thing, which I’m sure he can help with. I’m excited for my appointment, because it’s a new rheumy at a new place. I think I tend to communicate better with men too, so that’ll help. I usually get along better with guys, and there isn’t as much of an awkward judging feeling as there is with women.

Last night, my boyfriend and I went to a basketball game in Milwaukee. I was kind of pensive about the whole thing, because I knew I was going to need to take more plaquenil in the middle of the game. But it all worked out great, because I got to be the go-and-get-food-and-soda person. It worked out better than I thought it would, and we had seats with a good amount of leg space, which was helpful for me and the tall guy with me.

I’m looking forward to hopefully more time to get homework done, and to enjoy the mild fall/winter that it looks like we’ll have up here. Damn global warming for ruining the earth, but less cold also means less arthritis symptoms for me usually… Oh, the conflict!

A Day in the Life of an Arthritic Graduate Student: Rheumatism Style

In honor of World Arthritis Day, I wanted to write a post about how a relatively normal day in my life goes. I didn’t have to work my hotel job today, thankfully, so it made things a little less busy… But not much.

I woke up way later this morning than I normally do, because I was having trouble sleeping last night. I should have gone to bed right when I was tired enough to, but I still had homework. Stupid school. I have class at 8:50 in the morning. The bus (when I take it) stops near my apartment at about 7:40 – which coincidentally is right when I woke up this morning. I had laid out my blue outfit for today, because I was pretty sure I’d wake up later than I wanted anyway, so I didn’t go through the half hour ordeal of deciding what to wear. I take a quick bathroom break, brush the teeth, and make sure I have my medicine before scurrying out the door.

My car does this funny thing with the security system where sometimes it won’t start for ten minutes (long story short: the system got screwed up when we had a family friend put a tow hitch on the car in 2006). It doesn’t happen that often, but of course I was already running later than I cared to be, so guess what? 🙂

After finally hitting the road, I had an easy drive to school. I used to park in a garage, but that ends up costing at least $6 a day, depending how long you’re there. Using my handy dandy disabled hanger-thinger (that’s the technical name, see), I park one street down by a meter. Having my hanger-thinger means that, as long as the meter is for 30 minutes or more, I don’t have to pay the meter for parking. What a lifesaver!

Where I park is at the bottom of a HUGE hill. Luckily, there’s a free bus that runs between where I park and where my classes are… which, since I was running late, I missed. So I got to hike up Bascom Hill, which normally seems to take people five minutes. It takes me at least ten, and I have to stop for breaks because my knees are so tired already… at 8:35 in the morning.

I get to my classroom about ten minutes before Arabic starts. We had some homework last night, and we always like to compare beforehand, so I like to get there a little earlier. Oh well. Class goes well, and I’m off back down the hill to Starbucks for my pumpkin fix and some food so I can take my Plaquenil around 10am.

At 10:30, I head over to my work study job at the Wisconsin Historical Society. It’s pretty awesome… Except when I have to search books (i.e., compare books we’ve received as gifts to copies we own to determine which copy is better) and I have to go up and down a ton of stairs.

Or I can take the elevator that’s super old and one of those pull-the-metal-hole-filled-door-across kinds. But usually there are enough people using carts to reshelve books that it’s in use a lot. It’s definitely a work out, but a fun job nonetheless.

I then leave either an hour or half an hour before I go to my Islamic studies class. I left an hour early today, because I wasn’t feeling too great, and I took the opportunity to grab lunch real quick. I also registered to vote! I caught the bus this time, but I still had a ton of stairs to navigate – unless I wanted to endure more hill. Not good options to choose from. An hour and fifteen minutes of class with my advisor, and I’m home free.

Then comes my walk down the hill, again. It’s about half a mile from the buildings I have classes in to my parking spot. Downhill, it’s so much easier – though, there are a lot of people who want to go faster than I can.

I use my time not at my other job to run around and get some things done. I run to Walgreens to refill my Plaquenil, before heading to the grocery store for, well, groceries. I get it all upstairs, in just two trips, and put away. And then I decide I’m going to clean, vacuum, and do laundry. Speaking of which, my clothes should be dry! Going up and down the two flights of stairs for the laundry doesn’t help me being tired, haha. But my cow is happy that I cleaned.

But now I’m settling down with a delicious Hungry Man dinner (there’s no way I was cooking tonight!) and watching Hot Fuzz while getting some homework done. Reading, reading, reading! Oh, and Arabic writing too. I really do like Arabic, even if I feel like I’m catching on slowly. At nine tonight, it’ll be snack/Plaquenil time. Hopefully, I’ll get homework done quickly and can get to bed a little early.

I’m definitely ready for the semester to be over… I hate being so tired, but I do really love school and learning.

Stomach Pains

So for the past week or so, I’ve been getting some intense stomach pains. I thought maybe it was time-o-the-month related, especially since I like to skip periods and I just started the first one I’ve had since the end of July when I got really sick because of it.

But I don’t think it is after all.

I have a doctor’s appointment on the 15th. Hopefully I can make it until then without needing (relative term!) to see a physician. Otherwise, I’ll get to wander over to the lovely urgent care clinic or, even more wonderful, the ER.

FML.

Side effects

So I am pretty sure my recent stomach problems are related to my new meds. How annoying! I find something that helps my RA and cheers me up and lets me live a more normal life, only to have similar stomach problems to before when I was taking way too much Aleve and ibuprofen.

I am so ready for a day off Sunday. Also I miss my sister. Not seeing her really since I moved is lame. Damn work and school and work and sleep.

Plaquenil, Day One

So I took my first Plaquenil last night… I slept like a baby. I was ready to be up and awake at 5 this morning, but slept a little later. I was still out of bed by 6:45, which is at least 15 minutes earlier than normal.

I felt really prepared for my day and focused on my classwork. The only problems I had all day with the medicine were related to nausea. If that’s the only problem I’m having with initially starting a medicine that’s chemically more complex than anything else I’ve ever had in my body is awesome. It just really managed to heighten senses already there – if something makes me feel nauseous, it did it to a worse extent today. But if that’s all I have to deal with – spidey senses 🙂 – than, I’m down with that.

Also, my hands aren’t swollen at all. I don’t think I’ve ever seen this before.

I enjoyed a great night with the boyfriend because I wasn’t focused on being in pain and trying to avoid thinking about it. Today was probably one of the best days I’ve ever had, and I’m so overwhelmed right now.

*deeeeeep sigh of relief*