Some days are just better than others. I did get some running in, with a lot of walk breaks, but still it was exercise. I then painted the fence. My wrists are killing me now. I feel like such a baby. Why do we do these things to ourselves. I think I try to pretend I can do the things that others without the disease can do. I try so hard to keep up with the other girls at the running group...why..is it fear of knowing that my days are numbered as a runner?
I developed RA after the birth of my son. That was almost 9 years ago. Some days I feel like a normal person others I feel like I am 100. When am I going to realize my limitations and remember that I do have a disease.
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