Okay I have gone up 10lbs in a single month, even though I was playing with the GB and doing more than I should have (who can resist...) I have never in my life put on so much weight at one time... Lost it, easily... never gained it.

My skin is all but crawling off my body it seems. My Copaxone injections are acting like major wasp stings now. I'm narcoleptic throughout the day and an insomniac throughout the night.

I'm in pain, but there's nothing the doctors can do for it as I'm at the end of the line for pharmaceutical treatments. I'm so tired of being allergic to everything that could be potentially beneficial and honestly I'm just sooooo tired.

It's been over a year since I quit smoking but I would gladly hop on my wheelchair and push myself all the way to the nearest store for a pack of smokes (except I know the DH would kill me if I did... too bad it would only be in the figurative sense and not the literal )

And if it wasn't for all the drugs I'm currently taking I would have gladly sang my woes in the bottom of a bottle of Jamieson rather than airing them out on the boards. Such a shame they can't make alcohol friendly muscle relaxants.

I want to go for a run, so much it's practically kill me. I want to run even more than I want a cigarette. I want to do some sit-ups, go for nice hard swim, jump a rope, hop around on a pogo stick, something! Anything other than sitting in my computer chair, or sitting on the couch, or sitting on the bed... sitting... sitting...sitting...

I want to clean my house!
I want to go to the park with my grandbaby and show her how to play on the monkey bars.
I want to bake cookies without fearing I'm going to drop them or fall into the oven.
I want to brush my hair without getting a knot in my shoulder after a few swipes of the brush.
I want to French braid my hair!
I want to go grocery shopping, standing on my own two legs, tapping my foot because the lady in front of me is trying to use expired coupons and counting out pennies.
I want to climb a tree.
Swing on tire swing
Build a playhouse
To not treat my DH like he's a computer and I just need to point and click to get things done.

I want to ** my whiny little head to tell it to shut up and deal with it, life sucks, get used to it and no amount of whining, crying or wishing is going to change it.

I want my sense of humor back!!!!!!!