This song was playing during the last scene of the season finale of Weeds. It's phenomenal. You know how one song can encapsulate everything you love about music? I felt that way and I had been meaning for MONTHS to look it up. (remember EKJ?) Finally did and am delighted I did. (not to mention the satisfaction felt when I cross off something scrawled in the moleskine I carry around in my purse)

The band is State Nation and the song is Keepsake.

My allergies are driving me nuts. NUTS I tell you. All of the sniffing. ARGH.

Went to the lupus doc today and got a shot of Kenalog in my arse. I've been feeling crappy more than week and the timing of my doc appt couldn't have been more perfect. She wanted to put me back on prednisone but I refused. She said "You'd rather suffer through the flare?"

"Yup"

Kenalog IS a steroid but it's not the big bad motha. After weaning myself off of it a few years ago, I just don't want to go back on it if I can help it. It's evil. It made me feel goooood but there are so many horrible things about it.

My jug of pee test came back fine. Trace protein amounts but nothing to worry about. All of my bloodwork is consistent with someone who has lupus. My CPK was high per usual. That just means that my muscles are under stress. Um, duh.

She upped my Ultram for pain to 300mg. She lowered the Arava from 20mg to 10mg and said she hoped my appetite would pick up and the nausea would ease. After I told her my sister, husband and Mom were really worried about my weight she agreed that I was too skinny.  I later told Peter I found it ironic because she is about 5'9" and MAYBE 95 lbs. MAYBE.

I had my typed up list of questions and concerns and left feeling validated, although still horrible. I am happiest lying in bed, in my room, in silence. The kenalog shot is supposed to kick in tonight. And can I get a HELL YEAH for air conditioning?? It's been so hot here lately and all the kids want to do is RUN, PLAY, and SWIM. I whole heartedly encourage such vigorous exercise for my busy bees but lately I'm like "So, don't you think it would be awesome to lay in the cold basement on the couch and watch TV while mama lays on the couch and reads Yoga Journal? Huh? Wouldn't that be great??"

I usually get blank stares.