Day: March 7, 2016

irumeur…

alone with my pain… Two nights ago, I was feeding my dogs.  When I turned my legs tangled with their bodies.  In order to prevent myself from being hurt worse, I did a side roll over their backs.  Landing with a ‘thud’ and three faces just above mine. One might say I have no business with animals when my balance is increasingly getting worse.  I say -those animals keep me moving. Lupus is an unfriendly disease, stealing your youth, your flexibility, your freedom from pain. My family doesn’t even know about the fall, or how badly I am hurting.   They don’t have a clue about my pain.  Why tell them?  Just because I hurt isn’t a reason to walk around feeling sorry for myself, or acting like a person in pain.  I am used to this -I hurt all the time. A couple of weeks back, the Lupus decided my shoulders and left arm were to be its primary target.  Lifting my arm, being touched, moving or lying still -it was excruciating.  I know it will …