I have rheumatoid arthritis. It has affected my knees, my wrists, my fingers, my ankles, and my lower back. I am only 29, and I already have to use a "shower seat", a cane, and heated blankets like a little ole' granny.
I also have to take pain killers which affect my mood.
My disease is not responding to any of the latest and greatest drugs, so I am left with opiates and Aleve. Not the most desirable treatment
To make matters worse the love of my life, the man I've been with for almost 6 years, and the person who has helped me so much since I have had to live with chronic pain (like, for instance he helped me in and out of the bathtub b/c taking a bath is one of my favorite things but I don't have the strength to get in and out on my own - or when the drugs gives me nightmares he was there to comfort me). Today he told me he has come to realize he only loves me as a friend, not as a lover any longer.
My body hurts tonight, and so does my soul. I feel so alone, and this is so bad for my stress which then in turn makes me flare up.
It's been a terrible day.