The joints and I started a new job today. Despite the career outlook appearing positive, they are wondering how on earth they are going to cope with working 9 'till 5.30 with a 22 mile drive either way, not to mention many miles driven when visiting service users.
However, I have told my joints that we have to pull together and get through this. I have told them that we're due a humira jab in a few days and that we always feel lousy when it's effectiveness is running low. I have told them that we can do anything we put our mind to. They remain unconvinced, the stubborn little beggars.
Both they and I are hoping that the rheum will agree to a weekly dose of humira when we have our appointment in September. It's a nice little drug with no side effects but it doesn't quite stretch across the fortnight.
Come on, body, we can do this together!