A few things have happened in the last month.
The pain levels had dropped slightly in the last post, but they came back with a vengeance for a couple of weeks and have now subsided again. I’ve finally got round to keeping a pain record in the hope of establishing some sort of pattern. I think female hormones definitely affect my joints, so my predication is that it’s going to get worse next week – we’ll see!
I finally got to visit a gastroenterologist. Nice registrar to chat to, but nothing earth shattering came of the visit. Was I following the diet? Yes. But I had joint pain and fatigue still? Yes. Hmmmmm, that’s odd, hopefully it will improve soon, see you in six months.
Winter is kicking in and low temperatures in a cold house are not helping my cause at all. It seems almost every item of clothing I own is now made of thinsulate/some sort of thermal fleece. Despite this the swollen finger joint thing has started again – I can’t bend my right index finger very much, which is making life even more fun:
My old friend anxiety is creeping back in as well. I am a natural worrier and a perfectionist, so I know that even when I am in a good place that I tend to double-check things and do more than is necessary to make sure things go right first time. I am still finding errors at work that I made over the past year, which is not good for my ego and I know I am getting ridiculously over-anxious about tasks that I have done.
I was almost tempted to drive to the office in the middle of the night last night to check that something was in the safe. The logical/sane part of my mind just about won, but it was a close run thing. And I’m not sat here waiting for the phone to ring because my colleagues can’t find the thing in the safe because I stupidly shredded it/posted it to someone random. No. Not at all. I have one more event next week to stress about and once that is over hopefully I will bounce back a bit.