Photoshoots, Mrs Bonnet and monsters in the box

Good evening all friendly followers.

Tomorrow, the wonky warrior is to be in a photo shoot for the hydrotherapy pool! Ooh yes, been trying to find some water proof mascara and practicing holding my rather cuddly tummy in.

Trouble is, when I hold it in one place it seems to leak out somewhere else! Tee hee!

I wonder if they have asked Mrs Bonnet to come too? I can see it now-



Thankfully the RA monster is firmly back in its box. Yes, I do have to lug it about with me, and sometimes the load is heavier and I have to check to see if one of the hairy monsters arms are reaching out to grab me again. I think the thing is, even when the RA is well treated and in its box, it never does go does it? Not really.

I am starting to suspect that there is a new monster stalking me though and this involves the lumpy, bumpy neuro leg things. At night it is most definitely OUT OF THE BOX and runs riot all down my legs. Sometimes it decides to prickle me with tickling feathers and other times it decides to pour imaginary hot coffee from the feet upwards! Certainly the nights after the dose of the Cimzia, this new monster trips the light fantastic up and down the legs so I cannot keep them still, spreads tickly itching powders and sets imaginary hoards of spiders, caterpillars and ants scuttling all down them. The shins then decide that radioactive red is the colour to be and if we could wire the heat into the national grid I'm sure, together with the collective heat from my joints over the years, leafy Fair Oak will never need pay for heat or light again!

Having this amazing rock and roll life style I am heading off for a doctors appointment in the morning, Mum is back in to help with littly in the mornings and Richard is back to work.

There are a few things I am going to have to mention to the doctor. I need to tell him that the rheumatologists are not treating the anaemia. They have chosen the path of least resistance to these issues ie.



I have, however, decided that this hidden monster's number is up and I am going to ask (shhh whisper in case he hears ;-)) for a referral to see the neuro specialist.

Has anyone had much success with the neuro doctors? are they a different species to the rheumatologists and endocrinologists I have become accustomed to?

Kind of hoping that I wont get pushed from pillar to post (optimistic I know).

Have a giggle at this, its a bit dated now as woolworths have long gone- but it does remind me of certain medical departments at the hospital- those immortal words "It's not my counter" come to mind- it is never ever their issue is it?!

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=RYSdQ0IZ0x0

Anyway, I will let you know how me photo shoot goes, when I get in the water gets out, so I am hoping that the photographer has a lot more artistic prowess and a powerful photoshop programme on their laptop!
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Photoshoots, Mrs Bonnet and monsters in the box

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Good evening all friendly followers.

Tomorrow, the wonky warrior is to be in a photo shoot for the hydrotherapy pool! Ooh yes, been trying to find some water proof mascara and practicing holding my rather cuddly tummy in.

Trouble is, when I hold it in one place it seems to leak out somewhere else! Tee hee!

I wonder if they have asked Mrs Bonnet to come too? I can see it now-



Thankfully the RA monster is firmly back in its box. Yes, I do have to lug it about with me, and sometimes the load is heavier and I have to check to see if one of the hairy monsters arms are reaching out to grab me again. I think the thing is, even when the RA is well treated and in its box, it never does go does it? Not really.

I am starting to suspect that there is a new monster stalking me though and this involves the lumpy, bumpy neuro leg things. At night it is most definitely OUT OF THE BOX and runs riot all down my legs. Sometimes it decides to prickle me with tickling feathers and other times it decides to pour imaginary hot coffee from the feet upwards! Certainly the nights after the dose of the Cimzia, this new monster trips the light fantastic up and down the legs so I cannot keep them still, spreads tickly itching powders and sets imaginary hoards of spiders, caterpillars and ants scuttling all down them. The shins then decide that radioactive red is the colour to be and if we could wire the heat into the national grid I'm sure, together with the collective heat from my joints over the years, leafy Fair Oak will never need pay for heat or light again!

Having this amazing rock and roll life style I am heading off for a doctors appointment in the morning, Mum is back in to help with littly in the mornings and Richard is back to work.

There are a few things I am going to have to mention to the doctor. I need to tell him that the rheumatologists are not treating the anaemia. They have chosen the path of least resistance to these issues ie.



I have, however, decided that this hidden monster's number is up and I am going to ask (shhh whisper in case he hears ;-)) for a referral to see the neuro specialist.

Has anyone had much success with the neuro doctors? are they a different species to the rheumatologists and endocrinologists I have become accustomed to?

Kind of hoping that I wont get pushed from pillar to post (optimistic I know).

Have a giggle at this, its a bit dated now as woolworths have long gone- but it does remind me of certain medical departments at the hospital- those immortal words "It's not my counter" come to mind- it is never ever their issue is it?!

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=RYSdQ0IZ0x0

Anyway, I will let you know how me photo shoot goes, when I get in the water gets out, so I am hoping that the photographer has a lot more artistic prowess and a powerful photoshop programme on their laptop!
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