Tags: methotrexate, queasiness, RA, Rheumatoid arthritis, rheumatoid arthritis (RA), sick as a parrot, sickness, weight loss
Well, you learn something every day – I thought I was feeling sick as a parrot this morning, but when I looked it up it turns out I’m not. Sick as a parrot, in case I’m not the only one that didn’t know this, means depressed or disappointed about the outcome of something … I thought it just meant feeling sick … and boy do I feel sick!
I guess I shouldn’t be writing about this now because the more you think about this kind of thing, the worse it makes you feel. I think it’s the m-m-m-m-methotrexate as this is the second week in a row that I’ve taken my m-m-m-m-methotrexate on a M-M-M-M-Monday like the good girl I am, only to start feeling rather queasy Tuesday or Wednesday … right up until Friday morning when I take my f-f-f-f-folic acid … let’s see if the same happens this F-F-F-F-Friday.
I guess I could take something to settle my stomach, but my brother and sister-in-law-to-be (aka Mrs Mooseface on my comment section) are getting married in September (00ps, I meant August), and I’m kind of hoping that this might help me lose some weight in time for the wedding. Oh foolish vanity …