I woke up the other morning, completely, utterly drained, joints aching and muscles all stiff. It felt as though my blanket weighed 50 pounds. My arms and legs were anchors. I, seriously, had a conversation with myself if I really wanted to waste the energy to lift the 100 pound remote control to change the tv station. To hell with it! It's not worth it. I'll just watch the Snuggie infomercial.
At this point, I realize that I am having a flare. But usually when I have a flare, my Discoid rash is angry. There is nothing on my face. Nothing on my neck or arms. Hmm... Okay, whatever. So, I stayed in bed the entire day. I told my hubby "You know I don't feel good when I am not "farming" on my iPad.".
The next day, the back of my head felt like it was on fire. I went to rub my forehead...OUCH! So, I go to the mirror and notice a few spots at the top of my forehead but my hairline seemed really, really REALLY much thinner. Seriously! My scalp now? And taking my hair!
|Not the best pic but you can still see the lesions.|
|Upper part of the back of my neck (Does that even make sense?)|
So, Lupus, you have proven that you do have a mind of your own. You like to flare when I least expect it and you like to thrown in something new to keep me on my toes. As I said before, Touché!
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