I finished course 1 of the Wilton Cake Decorating classes tonight. I’m certified! LOL! It’s a blast, I love doing it, but oh my, my hands hurt the next day!
Which reminds me – the PA called from the doctor’s office Monday, with the results of the rest of the blood work they did. Hmmm. Apparently for the first time in 15 years my anti-ANA is negative. How did that happen do you suppose? Two years ago it was 1:640,000, last year it was 1:320,000, and this year it’s negative. Guess I’m cured. Yeah, right. However my rheumatoid factor is positive so the doctor wants to see me at his next available appointment. I didn’t want to break the news to her that my rheumatoid factor was positive 3 years ago when I went to Mayo Clinic and they diagnosed me with rheumatoid arthritis. That’s why I’ve been taking Plaquenil and prednisone for the past 12 years or so. So, I wonder, does this mean I don’t have to worry about developing some NAMED autoimmune disease? Does this mean I no longer have mixed connective tissue disease, even though the left side of my face still gets numb? What does it MEAN, dammit? I guess I’ll have to make the next available appointment to chat with the “real” doctor – last time I was in his office I heard that was in early September. Oy.
Will someone make sure Steve puts “I told you I was sick” on my headstone? Thanks. And yes, I’m still sweating like the proverbial pig.