Tummy on the blink

So much going on here fellow followers, not much time to blog but have squeezed you in!

My tummy has decided that it needs to go on the blink.

yes!

not satisfied with eating my joints, connective tissues and making me take the drugs that chewed up the endocrine system and peripheral nerves- the evil RA monster decides that the guts need a bit more action.




For the first time in my life, I am hungry but I do not want to eat.

Been off bothering the GP all week.

He sends me home with a neat little pot for poop.

Lovely!




I look at the pot and I think that there mus be an entire physio regime involved?



having limbered up ;-) the call of nature arrived with characteristic cramping agony and dash to the loo trying to undo the damn pot and get my trolleys down as fast as possible.

Of course the boys have been in here and left the seat up....

adopting "the position" and preparing myself for a moment the inevitable happens and the RA grip strikes!

A LOUD *&^%$£" s**ing B*****y S***e is heard emanating from under the bathroom door as the "tink tink" of the sample pot slips from my grip and lands in its watery grave down the pan...





excavations complete, sent a sample pot into the GP.

Have they no idea how impossible these things are for wonky warrior?!