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May is almost over, and what did I do for arthritis awareness? I lived.
The pain of RA prevented me from executing the strenuous moves of ballet, and my joints couldn’t bear the pressure of the polished floor beneath my feet.
I didn’t set out to be an advocate of anything. All I wanted was to live life on my own terms.
Performing on stage made J. G feel invincible until RA swept in and cast her into a new role...
When I’m feeling absolutely hideous, I don’t want to look in the mirror and see that image reflected back at me.
My early childhood took place in a small town neighborhood tucked within the confines of a cul-de-sac. Long before smart phones and tablets took over the imagination, I spent my days’ bike-riding, playing street hockey and indulging in epic games of hide and seek in the wooded park just steps from my own front door.
I had sailed along in life believing I would always be able to rip open a bag of crackers without effort, or tear away the snug cling-wrap sealed around cheese, produce, and other perishable items. Not once did it ever occur to me that I would go three rounds trying to remove a lettuce head from its compact cellophane wrapping.
CreakyJoints Blogger JG Chayko, who lives with rheumatoid arthritis, on coping with November, when mornings are rougher, fatigue heavier, and pain deeper
For CJ Blogger JG Chayko, distraction is powerful medicine. When consumed in something she enjoys, it removes her attention from the discomfort of her body for a little while
CJ Blogger J.G. Chayko on politely dismissing a friend or family member's thoughtful, albeit completely ludicrous suggestion for easing her rheumatoid arthritis