So it starts with my GODsister calling a wanted me to come over for a late dinner. At first thought no issue. However quick back story....( last time I went over as soon as she saw me she snatched my came out of my hand and began shaking and"praying " over me. So needless to say I've Breen back over in several months.
The conversation was short and awkward. Once that was over mom and began to reflect on the fact. That it's its heartbreaking that someone of my age 38 is in bed at 8pm. And it's true unless I get advance notice before 6pm and if I'm not in a active flare I might can plan for something after 8 but if not I've already taken my night meds and that's a wrap for me.
I remember a time where is just be coming in at 8pm I missed that life. And as for my GODsister..id love to be able to spend time with her but I don't trust her. And now that I have a hand brace I'm sure shr would loss her mind to see me with a cane and a brace.
I quess my point is I'm feeling a bit hurt from not being able to live normal.