Mondays. For many, this is the worst day of the week. Wake up early…get dressed…and go back to work. For me, the third part of this routine actually started yesterday. Sure, I slept in late and stayed in my pajamas all day long…but I did have lots and lots of assignments from last week to correct, and plenty of work to prepare for this week’s classes (which includes not only a final exam, but a first day of class for another course).
But this Monday, today, was actually a great one. The sun is back out, and the absolute worst of this current flare seems to have passed. (I’m still in it, but moving in the right direction.) I am well rested from this past weekend. I lectured for two hours this morning, and am now at home preparing for a private class that starts in the coming hour.
I wore my Nikes to school again – I put them on this morning without one bit of hesitation. I downgraded from my crutches to my cane and a pair of (titanium!) ankle protectors. My crutches are never far away, though, and will come back out of the corner as soon as I need them.
Going back to work and returning to a normal routine can sometimes be boring. Sometimes, it can be a downright pain in the butt. Today, however, it was one of the greatest things in the world.
Stay tuned…for the next adventure of Rheumatoid Arthritis Guy!