Shaken

The annual (well it turns out that this now means every 13 or 14 months) visit to the consultant is a good 'where are we now' event.   Last year I asserted that I didn't think much had changed (consultant thought different!), this year I had to acknowledge that I had been struggling a bit, and a lot of what we talked about were the work arounds I was using to minimise the impact of the symptoms. The punchline was that he thought I'd feel better if I was taking the meds.  I have been resisting the meds, partly because I'm stubborn like that and as least partly because it feels a bit like admitting that I can't cope without the assistance. And my initial reaction was one of feeling defeated.  After a couple of days I did need to concede that I felt significantly less stiff and my mood was improved too. Maybe I should have started taking the pills sooner.