Since I am new to this site, I thought I'd start with my story of living with rheumatoid arthritis. I was diagnosed at age 18. Before starting on arthritis medicines, I had progressed to pain so bad I used to leave clothes next to my bed to stand on in the morning because my feet hurt so bad. I scooted down my steps because of the knee pain. And my fingers were so swollen it hurt to turn the door knob. It's been mostly under control since getting on medication. For years I was on Indocin which is an NSAID. Over the years certain things have broken down or lost range of motion. I can't straighten my arms fully. But that is mild...they almost go all the way out. My wrists are a different story. They are completely fused. I can't flex my hands back or side to side. My RA likes to eat away at my tendon's. I've had 3 hand surgeries to repair ruptured tendons. While they were in there, the doctor removed spurs and the heads of my wrist bones. I tried to work as a kitchen lady a few years ago while my young children were in school. The 4 hour shift killed my feet. I had to brace myself on my car before I could walk in my house. I had pain in one foot so bad, I couldn't walk for more than 30 minutes. The foot would shake in pain afterwards. I ended up having to have the bones in that foot fused with pins that are postioned crossways. Now I have a lovely nodule that formed on the bottom of my right foot on the ball of the foot near the pinkie toe. That makes trying to work out to lose weight painful. I just turned 40 2 weeks ago. That is a little scary since many stories are told about people feeling like they are falling apart at 40. I am not sure what to expect since I've been falling apart since I was 18. I take Naproxen, Methotrexate, Enbrel and Folic Acid. I'm trying to get consistently active. I attend college, work 35 hours weekly and raise 2 teenagers who are on the go for school and sports constantly. I love my life despite my disease. I won't let it make me unhappy or keep me from working, playing and living my life. (At least that is what I think now...check back with me in a few years to see what the dreaded 40s do to me).