Note that this is not a post about spaying and neutering your pets (or wandering spouses). While an important subject, you’ll need to find another blog for that information.
I spent most of last weekend fixing things.
- It turns out that I had a tire with a nail in the sidewall that couldn’t be repaired — it had to be repla$$$ed. And while the car is in the shop, I’m having several minor things corrected at the same time.
- My yard, which has been neglected for a while now, is undergoing an amazing tran$$$formation under the careful guidance of my yard guy and his army of workers. While we’re at it, I’ve had our aging sprinkler system refitted with new heads and checked out for operation.
- And the main stone in my wedding band is being reset to give it more protection. After I broke my diamond a few weeks back, I’ve been paranoid about hitting it and breaking it again. One way to give it more protection is to put it in a six-prong setting (rather than the four-prong it’s in), but as it turns out, the old setting couldn’t accommodate the larger six-prong head, so I got a new $$$etting for the stone.
In spite of all the $$$ associated with these activities, there has been a major sense of accomplishment of getting things taken care of. Each one of these bullet points took multiple trips, multiple conversations, multiple negotiations, and a great deal of my time. But at the end of the day, I will have made some good investments in increasing or preserving the value of things that are important in my life.
It would be nice if you could fix RA.
All the time, conversations, tests, research that you put into the topic makes you smarter, but it doesn’t do anything to cure it. Hopefully, working with your health care team, you find answers that provide a reasonable level of normalcy in your life, but that’s still not a cure. If it were as easy as throwing money at it — not that I have a lot — I’d throw what I have at the problem.
I guess I’m just discouraged, because I like fixing things. I like order in my life and things that work. And I don’t like knowing that I’ll never be “well”.
I hope that whatever is in your life today is “well enough.” Thanks for checking in.