I went outdoors. I confronted the cold, head-on. I took deep breaths of fresh air. I stared at amazing cloudscapes. I sat below waterfalls. I hung out with llamas. I connected with my winter “vibe” (i.e. increased pain and inflammation). I started going to sleep earlier than usual—9/10 p.m., instead of my usual midnight…and found that the extra energy really helps come morning. I saw the sun set. I saw shooting stars. I saw the sun rise. I crossed the 20-pounds-in-2-months weight loss mark, thanks in large part to not just exercise, but also to my RA-induced meat and dairy dietary restrictions. (At this point I’ve eliminated all meat, dairy, and most sugars to great results, when it comes to managing my inflammation levels.) I played with my dogs. I started shopping for a new belt, my second in less than a year. I slept in a tent. I read. (Touch The Top Of The World by Erik Weihenmayer—a must read for anyone who is determined that they, and not their disease/health condition, will define their world of possibilities.) I drank coffee. I drank tea. I drank wine. I woke up earlier than usual. I slept in later than usual. I went to the gym. I went to physical therapy. I went to the coffee shop. I took photographs. I listened to Miles Davis. I lit candles. I lit incense. I had friends over for dinner. I connected with nature. I connected with my pain. I snuggled under the covers, and cranked up my electric mattress pad. I rested. I recuperated. I prepared myself for the next few months of winter. Most importantly, I told myself that everything is, and will continue to be, okay.
Stay tuned…for the next adventure of Rheumatoid Arthritis Guy!