“C’est La Vie”, Friends!

Yep, that’s life, so, please bare with me on the days that “life” gets in the way of our conversations. You know how guilty you feel when you “cheat” on your diet or exercise plan? That’s how I feel when I don’t meet my “post” goals. And you know what? It’s stressful!

Stress and autoimmune disease do not go together.

Do you sense the shrillness of my voice?

Stress is the evil culprit of cortisol.

You do know that cortisol has been shown to have negative effects like:

Impaired cognitive performance

Suppressed thyroid function

Blood sugar imbalances such as hyperglycemia

Decreased bone density

Decrease in muscle tissue

Higher blood pressure

Lowered immunity

And inflammatory responses in the body, this is the “short list”, can you believe it?

The only item in the above list I don’t have is “High blood pressure”.

So, taking all this into consideration, I decided to cut myself some slack. Just like feeling guilt ridden for eating off your diet plan isn’t an excuse to ditch the whole diet, missing a “post” goal (or two) isn’t an excuse to throw in the towel and stop conversing with you guys.

Before we get engrossed in our topic I would like to give a “shout out”! Saturday night Mick and I went dancing and ran into our friends, Mary and Jerry. We were all on a Country Western Dance Team for a few years. I want to say a special “Thank You” to Mary for being part of my conversations! I appreciate you, girlfriend. Maureen and Brian were also at the club. “Hey Brian, Happy Belated Birthday”. And Jackie rounded out our group. We had great fun dancing, catching up, and getting a little exerciseJ

Ok, now for my update. I am not defeated, do you hear me, body, I am not defeated!!! Again, nothing to report except that I am on week 5 of my vitamin D and increased Synthroid dosage. Even though most days I am still feeling extreme fatigue I added some exercise this past week. Last Thursday I did on interval of stair climbing. Survived it. High five! So on Friday I decided to go for four intervals. Made it through two intervals. What ever. When I woke up Saturday morning, OMGosh can you say “excruciating pain”? My glutes, calfs, quads, and hamstrings were intent on disabling me. So, what did I do to alleviate my pain? I went dancing, two step, polka, west coast swing, and waltz. How did that work for me? Sunday was “EXCRUCIATING”!

Honestly on Sunday around 1:30 p.m. my battery died. I really felt like a feather could have knocked me over. I trudged through the rest of the day like slogging through water up to my arm pits.

Well, I can report some good news…my clothes are getting looser…how can that be when the scale is stuck? Who cares? I say “don’t look a gift horse in the mouth”, what ever that means. Maybe I should Google that …

Thanks for spending your time with me,

Ruby

Facing life with lupus

 

 

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