I mean it. It’s been a good year despite a couple of rough patches. I saw Napalm Death for the third time, got engaged and visited Alaska! My darling is in the kitchen working on a Thanksgiving feast. I am thankful for my job, the people I know and possibilities yet to be revealed.
I was irked about some trouble with my Christmas tree but it was a blessing in disguise. One of the strings of lights shorted out and I had to basically take everything off the tree and start over. It’s cool though, because Shannon and I got to decorate the tree together and it was a lovely fuzzy bonding experience.
Hurting a bit today but not terribly so. I figured out why my last Humira shot was so freaking painful. I forgot to let it comes to room temperature before I injected it. Yeowch! Won’t forget to do THAT again. I’m off the prednisone today for the first day. So far so good. I’m going to resume relaxing and helping as needed with dinner. Very pleased with how my Sweet Mashed Potatoes turned out. Anyhow, Matt and his lady friend should be here about 7:30 and I am excite.
Happy Thanksgiving folks!
Despite a rough September and October, things have somewhat leveled off. I’ve got some breathing room financially and am excited about the holidays. This year Shannon and I are doing our own thanksgiving. My Mom is going to be in Wisconsin visiting my Sister so we will be doing a modest spread. We have one guest joining us, my best friend Matt. He didn’t have anything going on so we are quite happy to have a bit of company. He’s a great guy and we don’t get to hang out as much as we would like. He’s always a good sport about being our plus one. I like to think we’re a reasonably classy gay couple to tag along with. We decided that while we’ll be mostly traditional we are doing Cornish Hens in lieu of a Turkey. It just seems overkill to us three.
So, ja…. that’s one thing. I’m happy with work lately. However my restaurant has been getting hammered the last few days. This is good, of course. It’s just that since the Humira got cut off my hands and wrists have been flaring up again. Not enough to justify taking some prednisone, but still bothersome. I’ve been on Plaquenil about a week and aside from some GI distress I haven’t noticed any change. I probably won’t for a while as its mechanism of action is rather slow to start. It’s just a bit frustrating because I felt great after a few rounds of Humira. C’est la vie. I see the Rheumatologist on Tuesday and may ask about a prescription NSAID. Or perhaps not. I presume that he’ll want to wait and see what the labs say and give the existing stuff time to kick in. This is proving to quite be a test of my patience.
I’m laying on the couch currently enjoying a tripped out favorite in the form of ‘Blood Moon Rise’ by the bewitching Jex Thoth. It’s one of the most spacey and decidedly Pagan sounding albums ever. Great riffs, grinding bass and haunting lyrics. I’m using my dugout at the moment because I’m pretty sore at present. I’m massively pleased that Florida’s Amendment Two passed. No more treating patients like criminals. It’s a new day. The tide has turned.
One more day of work to power through and I have a nice little mini Vacation. I normally work on Tuesday with Monday/Wednesday off. This Tuesday I see the Rheumatologist so I have three days off. Time for some mischief 🙂
Yeah, I say that now. I’m gonna listen to music, read occult books and space the hell out for the better part of three days. It shall be grand. I’m thinking that I should get back into using the elliptical. My weight is pretty good now but I could use a little cardio.
Not much else is up besides acquiring patches and designing a killer jacket 🙂
Anyhow, back to muh relaxation. Thanks for reading.