6 Months, 10 days ago...

My life did a 180. I've spent the last 6 months and 10 days trying to figure my medical issues out. I have spent time praying, being fearful, panicking, researching, crying, sad, frustrated, and losing hope at times.

I began having lots of hand pain earlier this month/late last month. I want to cry when it happens. It just hurts too bad. 

I see another rheumatologist soon. My first one cancelled my appt thus past Thursday, bc he was going it be out of town. The next available appt? November. I said I wasn't waiting that long, and they had an opening with another rheumatologist, and that's what I needed. I really didn't want to see the other one again. Now I don't have to.

I'm having hand pain right now. So I'm just resting and taking it easy. 

Just...blah...

The last few days, the pain in my hands has intensified. This is why I think it's a flare up. Yesterday, we had pictures taken (which turned out to be engagement pictures), and I came home and slept for about 4 hours afterwards. Then, I was exhausted by 6 last night. I slept a lot last night, and was pretty worn out today.

My body is telling me it's tired, and that I just need to listen to it so that I do not get sick.