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Rheumatoid Arthritis

You’ve Just Been Diagnosed with Rheumatoid Arthritis, Now What?

The moment when you’ve been diagnosed with RA can last an eternity. You’re sitting in a rheumatologist’s office and the doctor is explaining to you what Rheumatoid Arthritis is, and probably what it was. Because what RA is and what RA was are two separate things.

Sitting in the waiting room can be a terrifying […]

Do You Play Through the Pain?

I’ve had a lifetime of joyful physical activity. From a childhood on the beach with hours spent in the ocean, on bikes, in the sand playing soccer and volleyball or hiking in the cliffs, there was never a day we kids weren’t in motion. As a teen I learned to love running and as […]

RA and Non-Remissions

I hate the word remission because I’m not in one. I’ve never been in one. I mean technically the first 38 years of my life were a remission and the next 50 will be something else.

Today’s an injection day and one of the reasons I’m grateful for an every 25 day injection schedule is […]

How to Ignore Pain and Hurt Your Body More: A Lesson in How to not Live with RA

If you have Rheumatoid Arthritis the chances are pretty good that you live with a certain amount of pain. My doctor is always asking what it is on a scale of 1 to 10 and I’m pretty content at a 1 or a 2. I’ve learned to live with it and enjoy my life. […]

Still Moving Slowly

I’m pacing myself and not over committing this year. I’m spending more time with my IRL community and less time online.

The crazy thing is that my online content isn’t suffering. Maybe with fewer twitter updates I’ll actually have something to blog about? I ended up getting a new car last night and it wasn’t the Lexus. […]

I’m ThisClose to Becoming a Dirty Hippie

The Auto Show wore me out. I mostly forget that I have RA these days. I have this baseline amount of pain that’s really quite tolerable. It keeps me from doing stupid things like handstands but it’s not enough to remind me that holding this camera for six hours will hurt my wrists.

When I […]