I had a complete mental breakdown over a pair of pants today.
Not the pants so much as my inability to get them on.
I couldn’t stand long enough to get them on.
My hand hurts to bad to pull them up.
My ass was too big to get them up over.
So I had a breakdown. I screamed. I yelled. I cried until I got a migraine. I scared my poor dog, and my brother.
Its almost funny looking back. Almost.
Filed under: Complaints, R.A., disability, pain, rheumatoid | Tagged: anger, arthritis, depression, pain, R.A., weight gain
I had a complete mental breakdown over a pair of pants today.
Not the pants so much as my inability to get them on.
I couldn’t stand long enough to get them on.
My hand hurts to bad to pull them up.
My ass was too big to get them up over.
So I had a breakdown. I screamed. I yelled. I cried until I got a migraine. I scared my poor dog, and my brother.
Its almost funny looking back. Almost.
Filed under: Complaints, R.A., disability, pain, rheumatoid | Tagged: anger, arthritis, depression, pain, R.A., weight gain