Happy Holidays!

   It seems appropriate to say and politically correct in this day and age.  I have a day off from work and making potato salad for Mama Diane's gathering tomorrow at her house.  I'm also fending off a cold and have been self-medicating myself to a healthy return.  My Curasrip people for my Humira pen forgot to call me and now i'll be a little late in taking my injections but it won't matter much.  I have been feeling the best that I can be with little swelling on some days and resting when I can when i'm not working.  Doctor Stephans likes where all my "markers" are and is happy with my results since my first meeting with him.  I was in alot of pain and my movements were very restricting to me.  It was unlike anything I've ever experienced in my life.  A complete wake up call to my health and I thought I was doing all that I could to not have the diseases that my own mother and father had.  It was a bit of a let down but I wasn't too deterred and figured,  my life needs to go on.  Sitting here on Christmas Eve day,  I have much to be thankful for.  I  am still here,  I have my children who love me,  I have friends and family that support and love me unconditionally and I have recently found peace in god's house.  I wish everyone a peaceful and joyous holidays.  Try to help those in need whenever possible and give thanks to the lord, always. 

First full week

back at work and my mood has lifted immensely. Being in the company of my co-workers and friends have an amazing effect on my soul and a restfulness of being back to work. Today represents the last paycheck that I will receive as a true part-timer. After taxes and deductions, it is such a paltry sum that I had to smirk and decide which one of my accounts would receive the dubious honor. I won't be missing that type of sick pay any time soon and I'm am genial to the fact that I can pick up more hours as long as I don't exhaust myself into ruin.
The rainfall this weekend has been plentiful and the air is colder than most. Because of the medications that I am currently taking, my weakened immune system is more susceptible to the common cold. I have added a sweater to my uniform and have taken extraordinary precautions to not approximate myself where the infirmed are. My locker is full of cold remedies and instant soups predicating that I have a healthy day. What I absolutely should do is accompany my blender to work and create my health conscience smoothies, but I would like for my blender to be there in the morning when I return. That would take an act of faith and would have to think a little more on that herculean idea.
In February my vacation relief schedule will change to the morning shift thus I will be picking up numerous evening shifts to improve the quality of my next paycheck. Anything would be better that what I recently received.