It's four pills. I have to take these once a week. I ordered pizza and breadsticks for supper on Friday night. I can't do that every Friday night, way too expensive, but for the first time, it was worth it.

Dr. Francis said that, aside from the RA, I am very healthy. The bone density scan showed very strong bones. My calcium and vitamin D levels are excellent. This is heartening. It means that there's nothing underlying to worry about. It's only RA that bothers me.
I went grocery shopping on Saturday. I found myself in a different mind set. I read labels. I added more fresh fruits and veggies to the cart. I walked through the soda and snack aisles and didn't give them one consideration. It was automatic. I did long for a beer. It seemed as if there was alcohol on every end cap and it was mocking my inability to have a drink for as long as I take the metholtrexate. But I know, eventually, I won't give alcohol a second thought.
I'm not letting this get to me. It could, in a backhanded way, be the best thing to happen in awhile. Yes, it's daunting to have to remember to take all this stuff, but the way I feel now is so worth it. On the CD I have, "The Best of the Rat Pack", Frank Sinatra sings this song and this is how I feel right now.
I'm gonna live till I die
I'm gonna laugh 'stead of cry
I'm gonna take the town and turn it upside down
I'm gonna live, live until I die
They're gonna say "What a guy!"
I'm gonna play for the sky.
Ain't gonna miss a thing, I'm gonna have my fling,
I'm gonna live, live, live until I die.
The blues I lay low,
I'll make them stay low,
They'll never trail over my head.
I'll be a devil, till I'm an angel, but until then.
Hallelujah!
Gonna dance, gonna fly,
I'll take a chance riding high,
Before my number's up, I'm gonna fill my cup,
I'm gonna live, live, live, until I die!
It's 11 pills to take over the 24 hours that is Friday night through Saturday night, but I'm on this road and I'm going forward.
Beverage: English Breakfast tea
Deb
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