Thursday, April 23, 2015

At war with myself ...

the very definition of an auto immune disease.

My body has identified something 'alien' within its own borders 
and is acting, 
or reacting, 

There's something poetically symbolic in it all
and disturbing 
and sad.

Rheumatoid arthritis,
not lupus,
low dose chemotherapy
in an attempt to bring on a remission.

Methotrexate may be my new best friend.

For the first time in 5 years,
I didn't wake up in the middle of the night 
from pain.

Learning to live better chemically -
which also seems to be a contradiction in terms.

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