Kind of Bedridden But I'm Okay

I spent most of the day lying in bed updating this blog. Html can be so tricky and annoying. If you've seen the move 'Something About Mary' I pretty much walk around like the character Tucker (the guy with the crutches), that's what my husband says. I'm very lucky because he has been helping me all day (breakfast in bed, making my tea(s), carrying me through the hallway lol, luv him.) My ankles are getting better, but not soon enough. I have an appointment tomorrow and unfortunately I need to walk a bit to my hospital from the train station. This week I have not been able to exercise as much as I would have wanted because of my stupid ankles. I'm actually disappointed in myself for not trying harder to exercise. I know I have a valid excuse not to train, but I try to push myself probably when I shouldn't because I'm stubborn & I crave to defy the odds against me. On the bright side I received these cute cancer charms in the mail that I ordered awhile back so I played around making earrings and bracelets with them while watching 'The Office' all day.

Light the Night

So its Wednesday and we walked the Light the Night for the Lymphoma & Leukemia Society that my husbands best friend organized. I had a great time, everyone held lit up balloons & some people even released their golden "In Memory" balloons into the sky, it looked so pretty, magical even. It was beautiful. I honestly had an amazing time, it was a night to remember & meant a lot to me now going through this ordeal. I want to say that today was 'overall' great, it just got crummy at night.

Earlier in the day, I ran my usual errands with my husband & he drove me to the gym because I have been having an issue with my ankles (due to the tapering down of my medicine). Usually I walk to the gym, but I didn't want to risk my ankles any further in preparation for the festivities at night. I had a great workout, my ankle even felt better. I then walked home & my ankle was okay. We went to Light the Night & the ankle did not bother me much until later in the night when it was close to going home. By the time I arrived home I was limping pretty bad but could walk, only slowly. I relaxed in bed, both legs elevated (because my right leg had started to feel bad too). As I prepared to go to bed I decided to go to the bathroom before bed because I knew it would be hard to walk in the middle of the night. OH my Lordy! My ankles were terrible, much worse than I thought, I could not even stand on them. I tried for a few minutes to get the right footing but it hurt so much. I had to get help from my husband who literally lifted me to the toilet & as he did I started to cry because it scared me to think that this could be my future.

I never want to get to that point. I loathe R.A., what it does to my body AND mind. The word inFLAMED best describes the horrible swelling that ruins my joints. Ugh how I hate it. That bathroom experience was one of the worst I've ever had. My ankles have only ever been that bad maybe 3-4x in my past. I guess tonight was one of those unfortunate nights My plans to go to the museum with my aunt & uncle tomorrow are not going to happen. No gym either. At least I can re-watch episodes of The Office all day. Watching super hero movies & comedies tends to cheer me up in moments like these.