I've been quite emotional the last few days. I am trapped in the house and suffering quite badly. I don't know if it's another break or if the inflammation is rampant again. I'm due to go in on Tuesday for another monitoring of my Hemoglobin and Hemoticrit. I am also to have blood drawn to monitor sed rate, C-Reactive Protein and another inflammation marker I can't remember right now. So we should have some answers soon. But I'm finding I have no relief from the pain except for sleep (sleep meds are taken). I've been on crutches the last few days because I can't put my weight on my legs. It's not the neuropathy, it's more in the joints. So I was feeling really sorry for myself when this little poem was posted on the Sjogren's forum. It provided me with the hysterical crying jag I needed. I just needed some release. I don't usually let myself release with tears because I spend days eyewise recovering. So everything was all pent up inside.

I thank you all for replying and I hope the little verse helped someone. It was from another Sjogren's patient who suffers pretty badly. I'll try not to continue my pity party.

Billye