Sleep Does Good

I've been trying to cut down the medication that I've been taking. I'm convinced it's not doing me much good. I think it's pretty much turned me into a burping and farting machine. I'm still stiff most days that I don't take it but there is a definite pattern. Rather than being particularly stiff in the mornings, which I am a little bit, I am now most stiff when I am tired. If, however, I stay in bed for 15 hours in a day, most of it asleep, I can pretty much enjoy the rest of the day with no signs of inflammation. If only I could schedule my life around sleeping 15 hours.

Still no new on the trial. I'm starting to doubt whether it is the right thing to do. My symptoms seem to be largely manageable with enormous periods of rest. I just have to sacrifice my weekends to sleeping.

Wave Goodbye To The Gear

Last night, for the first time in months, I had all my music gear laid out in one room. I pretty much haven't touched any of it since I was diagnosed with arthritis. It was quite emotional seeing the culmination of 5 years work all laid out, including a brand new never gigged amp.

My room full of gear

I don't want to get rid of all my gear; there are far too many happy memories associated with it. Realistically though there's no point keeping everything. Some of it I was planning on selling anyway. There's now going to be a slow process of putting things on ebay and waving goodbye to them and finally deciding which instruments mean something to me.

I tried picking up one of my guitars last night as well - just to see what would happen. There's still pain there. As I'm still waiting to hear about the next treatment plan my body is slowly seizing up. If I forget to take just one pill I'm reduced to a kind of limp/hobble that looks like I'm about to soil myself. Driving is also starting to become a bit of an issue if I miss my pills. I could, of course, just remember to take them but somehow my day just never pans out that way.