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A very brief update, because I can't type for shit, and if I insist on summarizing the last six months here, I will never finish a post. In brief, the last half of 2005 sucked incessantly, with a few exceptions and a flurry of lovely romantic developments at the end. (On that note, congratulations to ceara and cerebrate!)
I'm still fighting arthritis, and so far we've had no real success in bringing it under control. Back in August, I had radiographic studies of my hands and feet done, which showed some significant joint erosions. Nothing crippling yet, but the fact that there were any erosions at all after only six months means the arthritis is more aggressive and much more severe than anyone expected. (The good news, for sufficiently loose values of good, is that this confirms the diagnosis of rheumatoid arthritis, because there's not much else out there that destroys joints like this. So we haven't been wasting our time with all the arthritis drugs, at least.) My hands have been getting progressively worse, and I can only type for a few minutes before things stiffen up and just stop working for a few hours, which has put a hell of a crimp in my computer time. I've got some voice recognition software that I'm using for work, but it's a bit of a pain in the ass, and exhausting to deal with after a while. So the radio silence over here is likely to continue, until I find my miracle drug.
On a brighter note, my beloved has succumbed to peer pressure and started a journal as shavedkiwi and will be posting way the hell more often than I do, so feel free to talk to him and shit. He's cool.
I'm still fighting arthritis, and so far we've had no real success in bringing it under control. Back in August, I had radiographic studies of my hands and feet done, which showed some significant joint erosions. Nothing crippling yet, but the fact that there were any erosions at all after only six months means the arthritis is more aggressive and much more severe than anyone expected. (The good news, for sufficiently loose values of good, is that this confirms the diagnosis of rheumatoid arthritis, because there's not much else out there that destroys joints like this. So we haven't been wasting our time with all the arthritis drugs, at least.) My hands have been getting progressively worse, and I can only type for a few minutes before things stiffen up and just stop working for a few hours, which has put a hell of a crimp in my computer time. I've got some voice recognition software that I'm using for work, but it's a bit of a pain in the ass, and exhausting to deal with after a while. So the radio silence over here is likely to continue, until I find my miracle drug.
On a brighter note, my beloved has succumbed to peer pressure and started a journal as shavedkiwi and will be posting way the hell more often than I do, so feel free to talk to him and shit. He's cool.