Some cheese with that whine?

I may need a loaf of bread to go with it too...

Wanda is in a serious funk. She'd put in for Tues and Weds off to go to Seattle to see a friend and hit the Potter parties. As soon as she got the ok for the time off, Those People (who are trying to force her out- one of them wants her job) scheduled an intake day for Tuesday and specifically invited spouses (which is Not Done) and then insisted that Wanda has to be there. She is really upset. Dunno if she's told Mary Kay yet.

James was up for the weekend, which was lovely. We saw Ratatouille, which was great fun. I just wish that I'd been feeling better. Which brings me to---

I just got back from the specialist I'd been sent to. And I am very unhappy. Not with the specialist- he was great. But about my situation. You know, I'm sorta dealing with the fibromyalgia, and keeping my nose above water with the bipolar crap. Mostly managing the arthritis in my neck and knees ok. Not great, but surviving. But now the arthritis has hit my pelvis. Difficult to walk, really painful to climb stairs. I haven't been able to ride my stationary bike for about two months. The SI joints are showing cartilage loss and some displacement. There's early damage on my hip joints too. But the center of the problem is right on my pubic bone. Can you imagine having arthritis there? Have you just crossed your legs and winced? The normal 1cm or so of cartilage there was worn down to less than 1/8" inch. There's 'irregularities' and bone damage on both sides. And the real problem?- There's really not a damn thing I can do about it. I'm already taking a lot of ibuprofen, and the heavy-duty arthritis drugs don't go well with my other drugs. Cortisone won't help, and likely would hurt. He suggested finding a water exercise class, and Wanda is going to look around and see if she can find one. Other than that, I'm stuck with this. I have to say, I am REALLY unhappy about it. The other stuff I can muddle my way through. But this has serious quality-of-life issues. It hurts to walk. I really don't know how I'm going to cope with this, I really don't.

And to top it off, it's supposed to be 100+ here tomorrow. Much about 85 or so and I get sick. I may spend the day in the bathtub.