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instantkarmma ([personal profile] instantkarmma) wrote2015-12-15 12:33 am

Bork bork bork

A week or so ago I totally borked my hip. I can't really think of a better term. I was half asleep and getting back into bed and just...rolled funny? I heard my ankle snap, then my knee, then my hip. Since I sound like rice krispies anyway I didn't think anything of it until I laid down and realized my hip really hurt. I woke up the next day and things were not good. By the end of the day I was actually Googling the symptoms of a dislocated hip. My mutant pain tolerance is so high I figured if something hurt *this* bad then something was really wrong. But I'm also super stubborn and didn't want to go to the ER and have some dicknuts doctor lecture me about how my weight is probably causing the pain and sends me home with tylenol without so much as an X-ray. It's slowly feeling better and I talked to Mom and ruled out anything serious. I probably just snapped a tendon or something. Because why not. Ugh.

i switched drugs *again*. I've gone from Rituxan infusions to Xeljanz pills and from Imuran to Arava. So far so good aside from the nausea and upper respiratory bullcrap.

Today (well, yesterday at this point. The 14th) marks 16 years since I left Stump. My least favorite day of the year and lucky for me it coincided with my hormones going cuckoo. Plus I've got a major Lupus rash signalling a big flare, which is no surprise considering the stress surrounding this time of year. So I feel like crap mentally and physically so I'm a real joy to be around, I'm sure.

I did roast a chicken for the first time though so I'm officially an adult. It was f*cking tasty too. So all is not lost. This yearly slog is nearly complete and I'm even sort of looking forward to my Christmas nachos in my jammies watching 24 hours of "A Christmas Story"

[identity profile] 2015-12-15 11:18 pm (UTC)(link)
Way to go with roasting a chicken.

[identity profile] 2015-12-16 10:30 am (UTC)(link)
I was surprised at how easy it was, did it in my new cast iron skillet. The page with the recipe was very "you", which obviously means you need to write more recipes so I can make more things that don't suck.