Sunday 12 July 2009

frustration, frustrated, frust everything....

It's Sunday 12th July, I'm feeling a bit fed up of Arthur at the moment, with his power of invisibility. If i broke my leg, you could see it, if I had no head, you could see it, well you couldn't because it isn't there but you know what i mean!
Here's me, looking perfectly normal, well, as normal as I can look, but I feel crap. The methotrexate makes me feel sick, it's the time of the month the my Aunt Flo visits, which makes me feel even more sicky and quite grouchy to.
So you can imagine what a nice person I am to be around today?! but as I was saying Arthur, invisible to everyone, every joint hurts, from my neck down to my toes yet I can't prove it can I? there's no way of showing that my joints feel like they need oiling or more tempting, removing completely.
Any way, enough of my complaining, maybe I could have 'WARNING, I contain Arthur!' tattooed across my forehead? that way I wouldn't have to explain why I use disabled toilets, why I don't use stairs (unless I Have no choice and then i grumble!) why I can't sit on the ridiculously low chairs they have at school (I'm an adult i want a proper chair please!) oh so many things i can't type them all!!
Maybe, if I had one wish, I'd wish to have a normal body, just for a day, to feel pain free and be able to sit on the floor and play with my children, to be able to jump in a puddle if I want to! the little things that once I took for granted.
I will have to keep my eye out for a magic lamp or leprechaun, if you see one, pass it my way, please?