i got a late Christmas present. my daughter is having a baby. o.O

i'm not exactly sure how i feel about this at the moment, but i'm sure as the time gets closer, i'll be as excited as she is. but for now.. *sigh*

finally

so the holidays are over, and what a relief. unfortunately, winter is upon us, so let the depression begin. it's terribly cold this year, more so than usual, and the snow and ice have been a bit much for my tastes. aside from being dangerously slippery, it's impossible to even go for a walk due to the winds. ive even had to push the dogs outside because they don't want to be out there either..lol this weather is wrecking havoc on my RA to boot, and there are many days i can barely get out of bed, no less shower and get dressed. damn my doctor. she may be right about the methotrexate, but i'm still protesting.

speaking of which, what the hell is up with all these other doctor's lecturing me on what meds i take? they're not my rheumy, so shut it already. i almost blew a gasket when i saw the hand surgeon last week because all he wanted to do was give me lame analogies about what he thinks i should be taking, and never addressed the reason i was there in the first place. shit, i walked out of his office so annoyed, it almost ruined my day. so now i still have a huge ganglion cyst that hurts like a bitch, yet he tells me metho won't make it go away, so wtf do i need to take that crap for? i know they're all sending messages to each other about it, even though i told my rheumy i don't appreciate being ganged up on. what seems to make any doctor think they can pressure me into taking something i don't want to take? they don't know me very well at all. i despise being bullied and i sure as hell don't like being told what to do. jackasses.

anyway, fun times ahead for the next three months.

not.