Sclero-what?

Since the episode from my other post. Greg has decided that I really need to exercise and lift weights. He has been telling me this forever, but I just ignore him. I don't want to do it. I'm almost always tired, and I feel like I just don't have enough time. I just want to be lazy, plus, in reality, I'm not sure how much it will actually help. I decided to look online to see if I could find some stretches or something specifically for scleroderma patients. I found this one... Let's be honest...If I could do that, I wouldn't have any issues. A: I can't get on the floor, and B: there is no way that I would ever be able to lift my legs and balance. NO WAY! Obviously the people who wrote this have absolutely no idea what it's like to have scleroderma. To get myself "excited" about exercising, I created a chart for Greg and I to mark off what days we exercised, and what we did. I just need smiley face stickers to really make it fun! I r

Thursday was an interesting day. It started normal, me taking Greg to school by 8:00, chill at home for an hour, then eat breakfast. As I was finishing breakfast, I accidentally knocked my bowl of cereal on the floor. Thinking I'd be a good wife, I decided I would try to clean it up myself. I've learned that I can get to my knees by sliding off the couch, so I went to the living room and got on my knees. As I was walking on my knees towards the kitchen, I thought, "This will take forever. Why don't I just crawl?" So I lean forward to put my hands on the ground. Unfortunately, I have very little upper body strength, so instead of catching myself, my head just kept going and hit the ground. As soon as that happened, I said (out loud), "That was stupid Breanne." I stayed that way for a little while, with my butt in the air, head on the ground before trying to figure out a way to get up. I couldn't push myself into a crawling position, so I flattened

I don't know why I was so nervous for this morning, but I was. I woke up at 6:15 so we could get to the hospital by 7. We got there bright and early, checked in, then waited for the nurse to come get me and take me to the cath lab. The nurse, Rhonda, came and got me and took me back where I had to get undressed and put on the hospital gown. Then I sat on the bed and waited. She asked me a few questions, then tried to get an IV hooked up. She also had to draw some blood. Holy cow. I haven't had a needle hurt me so bad. After digging for a bit she got it enough to draw some blood, but it wasn't in well enough for the IV. One of the other nurses came over and he poked my other arm, which also hurt, but he was able to get it in fairly quickly. With my skin being so tight, and my veins small, it's a little bit harder to do that kind of stuff. Dr. Saul, the doctor who would be performing the procedure came in and talked with me a little able the procedure. He was ve