Arthritis Mom

I wonder if rheumatoid arthritis has infected my brain. When the pain gets really bad and I get so angry and frustrated, I become an instant jerk to my caring, loving, husband. I think it's because he's there, he's in the path and gets run over.

The truth is I know that he will move mountains for me if only I tell him what I need. The most frustrating part is that he can't give me what I really want, which is RA to take a hike. This is incredibly frustrating for him too because as much as he would do it, mountains cannot be moved by people and it seems my RA won't be taking a hike any time soon. Deep breath.

I have a trip coming up this weekend, I am flying to see my 93 year old grandma and my sister is meeting me there. I decided to take the twins and my husband will stay here shuffling the younger boys to music lessons and baseball games all weekend, my other daughter will be with her dad.

Since this flare is going on three weeks of ups and downs, my husband started to doubt the wisdom of going on this trip with no help. He suggested I take my oldest stepson with me, he's 14 years old, over 6'1" tall and an incredible help with the babies. I told him I had it all worked out in my head how I would manage with just me and the twins - he knows I'm an optimist and sometimes incredibly stubborn about accomplishing something even if I'm in pain. But it's was really hard to argue I should go alone when I could barely walk. So my stepson is happily taking a couple days off school to go with us.

Connecting flights that require us to switch planes, a several hour drive from the airport, all that travelling there and back in 4 days..... it should be an interesting adventure. Wish us luck!