Feeling like crap…as usual.

Pain is the word of the day. Think your joints swell when you fly? My toes look like mini-sausages, my back is strained, neck is stiff, I feel like I have rocks in the above the skin on the soles of my feet, my fucking hand hurts, I haven’t slept in two days and even worse, I missed the first two episodes of season 2 of Deadwood, my favorite show featuring gratuitous bad language. Visiting America (or flying anywhere for that matter) takes a serious toll on my body and it takes weeks to recover. Oh Arthritis how I hate you! But alas, I can see the light! Just two more weeks until Remicade eases my woes. How I wish time the fortnight would come sooner! Oh Remicade, how I yearn for your biologic, white blood cell altering medical juice in my veins!

Lot’s of darkness these days I’m afraid, but I’m dealing with it the only way I know how – with unbridled positivity and a complete lack of cynicism.

I really, really, really want to get things going on the blog and the podcast. I kindly request a bit more patience. Seriously, just a few more weeks. Lots of fatigue, dull pain, swollen joints, warped toes and other nasty stuff. The temperature is getting warmer these days and good weather means less pain.

Less pain means a happier (and more mobile) Harry. If living with chronic pain isn’t enough there were even more factors that helped contribute to this season of shit.

It can only get better.

Tags: arthritis, Remicade