Another Monday

It was Monday.  So after waking us up both Saturday and Sunday at 4:30am, this morning, we had to wake him up.  Doesn't it figure?

My older sister and I planned to go out for lunch, a rare occurrence for the two of us to have some time together.  We went to Tin Cup, near my house, and I had her drive, because I wanted to be able to take my pain meds.  They messed up our order so badly they gave us the meal for free, but it did take almost an hour to get our food, which for us was a nice opportunity to chat.  When we wanted to leave, it was pouring out.  And super windy.  We got soaked through just going to the car right next to the restaurant.

As soon as I got home I had to take the pain meds.  My pain level has been about a 7 all afternoon.  Probably because I ate fried chicken for lunch, but it was so good. And it isn't as if I hadn't been around a 4-5 all morning, anyway.  And even before lunch I had been having the mighty D all morning.  So I am glad I didn't let that stop me from spending some quality time with her.

Tomorrow I take my next does of Methotrexate.  And I need to get blood drawn.  And it is family night at my son's camp, something I really enjoy.  However, if I feel too poorly, I'll have to stay home, because I'd have to be very active to be there, and I know my son won't want to leave early if I don't feel good.