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April 13th, 2019

Dept. of Answering Questions

A Fairy Tale

The last couple of days have been interesting in all the wrong ways; I'm navigating some politics having to do with the job offer, and I had my back go out on me Thursday morning in a spectacularly new fashion.

Today was spent at an urgent care center, where I was diagnosed with sacroiliac joint ... difficulties, yes, let's go with that - something, the doctor said, people with RA and autoimmune ailments like scleroderma are apt toward. I'm hobbling around with the help of Bob's old cane, and recovering from a really painful intramuscular injection of something massive and non-steroidal. I'm also on five days worth of oral steroids ... I should feel quite down and depressed. And I was earlier in the day, when I realized I couldn't clean house, or help Bob with his own fibro day. I also felt guilty, because he was waiting on me hand and foot. 

But you know, the sun's shining, the shot is helping; we've ordered Mexican in so neither of us have to cook, and I have been taken care of by the man I love most in the world. And that reminded me that one of 
[personal profile] lydy 's questions was about how I met Bob. So I decided to tell you one of the only fairy tales I've ever known to be real. 

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