This morning, I had a pretty bad start to the day. I woke up in pain. I have a illness called Ankylosing Spondylitis which is chronic. I try my hardest not to let it get in my way, but mornings are a challenge (especially with a toddler in the house that doesn't wait for me to loosen up a bit before dragging me out of bed). My meds haven't been too effective lately so last week, my doctor changed to something different. A few days later, I got up from sitting in a wicker chair and my husband said, 'What the hell happened to your back?' I had a bruise in the shape of the chair's edge across my back. With the Doctor's office closed, I called the pharmacy & the pharmacist told me to stop taking it until I can see the doctor. Monday was a holiday and I haven't been able to get an appt to see my doctor since. I've been taking the old meds in the meantime, but I'm going to run out tomorrow. I called the doctor's office this morning, explained
The misadventures of a Jersey Girl that crossed the pond