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To me, visualizing&amp;nbsp;yourself as&amp;nbsp;HEALTHY is the number one thing you can do for yourself when dealing with a chronice disease like rheumatoid arthritis.&amp;nbsp; My&amp;nbsp;journey with rheumatoid arthritis has gone in many directions: medication, accupuncture, diet, supplements, physical therapy, and much more.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;The one thing that has remained constant through my journey&amp;nbsp;is &lt;em&gt;me seeing myself as healthy&lt;/em&gt;.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;Without that visualization, I don't believe I would be feeling as good as I do these days.&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;
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Despite the pain I have felt in the past, visualizing myself healthy doing the things I love to do kept me going each and every day.&amp;nbsp; Sometimes the intensity and length of time the pain stayed with me blocked my ability to visualize myself healthy and my family needed to step in and visualize for me until I could do it alone again.&amp;nbsp; I remember feeling extreme pain yet a smile growing on my face as I saw myself once again&amp;nbsp;do big things bike riding and&amp;nbsp;taking long walks with my border collie or smaller things like&amp;nbsp;jumping out of bed in the morning without stiff joints or&amp;nbsp;taking a bath again without my husband having to be home to get me out.&amp;nbsp; Visualize yourself in a healthy place.&amp;nbsp; Draw pictures of yourself doing it, take pictures of things you want to do, do whatever it takes to keep that picture in your mind and look at it often.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; I sincerely believe that we become what we visualize.&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;
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Here are some posts I wrote while&amp;nbsp;at different places on my journey related to visualization:&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;a href="http://thelifeandadventuresofcatepoo.blogspot.com/2011/03/visualization-is-powerful.html"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Visualization is Powerful&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;a href="http://thelifeandadventuresofcatepoo.blogspot.com/2009/08/visualization-helps-during-ra-panic.html"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Visualization Helps During RA Panic Moment&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;a href="http://thelifeandadventuresofcatepoo.blogspot.com/2009/04/going-in-good-direction.html"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Going in a Good Direction&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;a href="http://thelifeandadventuresofcatepoo.blogspot.com/2009/03/knee-cap.html"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Knee Cap&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;a href="http://thelifeandadventuresofcatepoo.blogspot.com/2009/06/epigenetics-and-our-health.html"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Epigenics and Our Health&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;strong&gt;What do you&amp;nbsp;visualize your healthy self doing? &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4078059806926332516-2958554609278477439?l=thelifeandadventuresofcatepoo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 150%; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt; line-height: 150%;"&gt;Show Us Your Hands! started as a community collage project in December 2011. The interactive digital collage and commemorative poster include hundreds of photos of the hands of individuals who live with autoimmune arthritis, and represent people of all ages from around the world. This inaugural project serves not only as a symbol of the wonderfully supportive autoimmune arthritis community that continues to grow and connect online, but also acts as a reminder that people who live with these diseases should be proud of, and not ashamed of, their autoimmune arthritis hands. New photos continue to be added to this community collage on a regular basis.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 150%; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt; line-height: 150%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 150%; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt; line-height: 150%;"&gt;Upcoming initiatives will build upon the overwhelming success of and positive community reaction to this initial project. The three members of the founding committee are currently working on establishing an organizational roadmap, and in the coming weeks will be announcing the details of the first of many upcoming projects and campaigns. “Reading through the responses to Show Us Your Hands! and viewing the photos of all the hands, I am overwhelmed by the strength of our community.&amp;nbsp; Together we have built a relationship of understanding and compassion to replace what for many has been a void.&amp;nbsp; As Show Us Your Hands! moves forward, I am excited to see that strength grow,” says founding member Cathy Kramer.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 150%; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt; line-height: 150%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 150%; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt; line-height: 150%;"&gt;Autoimmune diseases occur when a body’s immune system mistakenly attack healthy tissue. In the case of autoimmune arthritis a person’s joints are frequently attacked, resulting in chronic pain and debilitating inflammation. The most common autoimmune arthritis diseases are Ankylosing Spondylitis, Juvenile Idiopathic Arthritis, Mixed Connective Tissue Disease, Psoriatic Arthritis, Reactive Arthritis, Rheumatoid Arthritis, Scleroderma, Sjogren's Syndrome, Still's Disease, and Systemic Lupus Erythematosus.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 150%; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt; line-height: 150%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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Before heading back on Tuesday night, I decided to spend some time&amp;nbsp;getting things in place for the week.&amp;nbsp; I cleaned out my two book bags and everything is now organized,&amp;nbsp; I took a pair of pants in to have the snap replaced, and I&amp;nbsp;replenished my personal hygiene products.&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;
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By &lt;em&gt;replenish&lt;/em&gt; I mean I&amp;nbsp;made my own products. You may think&amp;nbsp;making your own personal hygiene products is&amp;nbsp;a time consuming project.&amp;nbsp; It's not.&amp;nbsp; The amount of time I spent making these products took less time than I have spent&amp;nbsp;reading the ingredients on the back of the products.&amp;nbsp; Plus, these ready made products end up costing a lot more than making them.&lt;br /&gt;
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First I replaced my small Rubbermaid container of &lt;a href="http://www.livestrong.com/article/415586-organic-extra-virgin-coconut-oil-uses/"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;coconut oil&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt; that I use as a moisturizer and &lt;a href="http://everydaypaleo.com/2011/10/16/natural-beauty-options/"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;eye make-up remover&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt; and then&amp;nbsp;I made my&amp;nbsp;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://everydaypaleo.com/2011/10/16/natural-beauty-options/"&gt;hairspray&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; and &lt;a href="http://everydaypaleo.com/2011/08/21/first-guest-post-by-katie-the-wellness-mama/"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;deodorant&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;.&lt;/strong&gt;&amp;nbsp; What I have found in making a few of my own&amp;nbsp;personal hygiene products is that I feel nourished when making them.&amp;nbsp; This may sound strange but when I am making them I feel as if I am spending a little quality time on myself and&amp;nbsp;I like that feeling.&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;
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Slowing down and finding time to spend on myself&amp;nbsp;has been a slow process but one that I really enjoy.&amp;nbsp; Just as I have discovered&amp;nbsp;over the years that cooking meals for my family is not a chore but a&amp;nbsp;small gift of myself that I can give to them each day, making my own personal hygiene products is a small gift I can give to myself.&amp;nbsp; Not only do I feel safe using the products I have made myself because I know what is going into the products, but I also like knowing that I am spending time on something that is just for me.&amp;nbsp; I feel as if I am pampering myself.&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;
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What do you do to prepare for your work week?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4078059806926332516-3344761899750002101?l=thelifeandadventuresofcatepoo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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Rather than reflecting too long on my stomach, I headed out for my morning walk with Izzy.&amp;nbsp; I&amp;nbsp;was determined not to let the low temperatures of the morning stop me from walking my usual 40-45 minutes.&amp;nbsp; Several times on my walk my fingers became super cold and I knew I either had to head back home fast or I had to once &lt;a href="http://thelifeandadventuresofcatepoo.blogspot.com/2011/12/im-so-smart-my-response-to-raynauds.html"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;again use my stomach&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt; to warm up my hands.&amp;nbsp; I chose my stomach.&amp;nbsp; Oh boy was I glad to feel that extra layer of fat as my cold hands slipped into my shirt.&amp;nbsp; Thank you&amp;nbsp;stomach and all your beautiful layers of fat.&amp;nbsp; You instantly warmed up my hands and I was able to enjoy another beautiful morning walk&amp;nbsp;with snow flakes falling all around me!&amp;nbsp;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4078059806926332516-4941304163867248823?l=thelifeandadventuresofcatepoo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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I was one of the lucky ones in that my diagnosis came&amp;nbsp;quickly, although the management of my RA&amp;nbsp;didn't magically happen right away.&amp;nbsp; It took time on medications and it took spending a lot of time with my naturopath who looked at my condition from a variety of angles.&amp;nbsp; What I remember the most from my first year of dealing with rheumatoid arthritis is the extreme fear I had about deformities.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;Every book I checked out on rheumatoid arthritis and every site I went to, even my own rheumatology office only offered photos of folks with severe deformities.&amp;nbsp; Honestly, I don't know which was worse for me at the time - the photos of the deformities or the fear of not being able to get out of bed alone when I had two young children.&lt;br /&gt;
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Eight years later I&amp;nbsp;find myself looking at a&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://www.showusyourhands.com/about/"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;collage&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/a&gt;created by &lt;a href="http://www.rheumatoidarthritisguy.com/about/"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;RA Guy&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;titled &lt;a href="http://www.showusyourhands.com/"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Show Us Your Hands&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; The first time I looked at this poster I cried.&amp;nbsp; At first I cried with sadness because so many RA folks have the hands that I feared.&amp;nbsp; Then the sadness changed and as I looked at the poster full of hands I saw strength.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;These hands were not just about&amp;nbsp;what rheumatoid can do to our bodies.&amp;nbsp;(I now refer to any physical changes in my body due to RA as "wonky" instead of deformities.&amp;nbsp; I think wonky&amp;nbsp;is a lot more fun to say than deformities.)&amp;nbsp; These hands are like trophies that show the world that we have survived a lot of both physical and emotional pain but we are still out here living our lives.&amp;nbsp; Our beautiful hands with all their wonkiness still give to us everyday.&amp;nbsp; Really, they are quite amazing.&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;What I didn't realize in 2008 when I was diagnosed with rheumatoid arthritis was that each of us would follow a different path.&amp;nbsp; Some of us would experience a lot of physical wonkiness while others may&amp;nbsp;experience little to no wonkiness.&amp;nbsp; So far, my wonkiness has been fairly minor and I am thankful for that.&amp;nbsp; But when I look at the changes my body has taken due to rheumatoid arthritis, especially on my right foot,&amp;nbsp;I am no longer fearful.&amp;nbsp; Eight years of&amp;nbsp;following my own rheumatoid arthritis path and connecting with others has shown me that no matter how forceful rheumatoid arthritis decides to be in my body, I am okay.&amp;nbsp; While deformities were once my worst fear, I now realize I can handle whatever rheumatoid arthritis throws at me.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;
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If&amp;nbsp;there is one thing I wish I would have had when I was first diagnosed, it would have been the knowledge that we are all different.&amp;nbsp; Looking at&amp;nbsp;all the hands represented,&amp;nbsp;I see that we have each responded in our own individual ways to this disease.&amp;nbsp; We each have our own wonkiness or lack of wonkiness.&amp;nbsp;Either way we do share one common trait and that is strength. This is what I needed to see when I was diagnosed. I needed to know that yes, my body may change physically, but I also needed to know that maybe it wouldn't change all that much.&amp;nbsp; This poster shows me the wide range of hands that have come together&amp;nbsp;as a community to give strength&amp;nbsp;to one another.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;Reading the comments and seeing the words of relief that we aren't alone on this journey is absolutely remarkable.&lt;br /&gt;
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If you haven't yet checked out &lt;a href="http://www.showusyourhands.com/"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Show&amp;nbsp;Us Your Hands&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;, please be sure to take it look.&amp;nbsp; You will be amazed.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4078059806926332516-9031879744307976920?l=thelifeandadventuresofcatepoo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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My sweet Izzy&amp;nbsp;is a&amp;nbsp;New Year's baby.&amp;nbsp; Today I would like to celebrate Izzy and the joy she brings to my life. &lt;br /&gt;
﻿&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;
&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-F4-LtzBMqW0/TvshTkZbXtI/AAAAAAAADt8/Nrpn97BSwU4/s1600/IMG_0679.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" rea="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-F4-LtzBMqW0/TvshTkZbXtI/AAAAAAAADt8/Nrpn97BSwU4/s320/IMG_0679.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;
&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;It is amazing how small not only Izzy was when she joined our family at 16 weeks old, but also how small Alexander and Sophia were.&amp;nbsp; They both now tower over their momma.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;
&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;
&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-qzBYWuYVR8I/Tvsgj2R4rWI/AAAAAAAADtw/tcfr59xqY8k/s1600/izzy+baby.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" rea="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-qzBYWuYVR8I/Tvsgj2R4rWI/AAAAAAAADtw/tcfr59xqY8k/s320/izzy+baby.jpg" width="242" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;
&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Could she be&amp;nbsp;any cuter? I warned the kids when we picked her up that if she wasn't right for us we wouldn't take her home.&amp;nbsp; The minute I saw her, I knew she was coming home with us.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;
&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;
&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-LxTM5vKaCHI/Tvsh5vsiaiI/AAAAAAAADuI/DYT63APIA-Q/s1600/IMG_0665.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" rea="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-LxTM5vKaCHI/Tvsh5vsiaiI/AAAAAAAADuI/DYT63APIA-Q/s320/IMG_0665.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;
&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Right away we switched Izzy from her kibble diet to a &lt;a href="http://thelifeandadventuresofcatepoo.blogspot.com/2009/08/holistic-care-for-our-pets.html"&gt;homemade raw food&lt;/a&gt; diet.&amp;nbsp; She was paleo/primal before we were.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;
&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;
&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-snB7Sv2vcFc/TvnLlkv8kYI/AAAAAAAADr0/plrBciWb1x4/s1600/Easter+040.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="282" rea="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-snB7Sv2vcFc/TvnLlkv8kYI/AAAAAAAADr0/plrBciWb1x4/s320/Easter+040.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;
&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;My hiking partner.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;
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&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Y96zHxK5oSw/TvnLxLSul5I/AAAAAAAADr8/046nRbuGL5o/s1600/012.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" rea="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Y96zHxK5oSw/TvnLxLSul5I/AAAAAAAADr8/046nRbuGL5o/s320/012.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;
&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;As much as I despise the snow, Izzy loves it.&amp;nbsp; She loves sitting on the driveway letting the snow accumulate on her body.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;
&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;
&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-c1v6f4zngfI/Tv8Q64hzXLI/AAAAAAAADvc/PG-L22d8JwI/s1600/Blizzard+2011+125.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="250" rea="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-c1v6f4zngfI/Tv8Q64hzXLI/AAAAAAAADvc/PG-L22d8JwI/s320/Blizzard+2011+125.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;
&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;I laughed and laughed last winter when we experienced a blizzard.&amp;nbsp; Izzy ran back and forth in the back yard until she had a path made for herself.&amp;nbsp; Until the snow melted, she used that path everyday.&amp;nbsp; It was so funny to watch her ! Oh, and of course she still wanted to be walked, even though the streets and sidewalks were covered in snow.&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;
&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;
&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-_q86RZNgRkU/Tv8ROkCt0KI/AAAAAAAADvk/ZDAxDt3ZvYU/s1600/WILL+Camping+and+Steve+in+car+034.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" rea="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-_q86RZNgRkU/Tv8ROkCt0KI/AAAAAAAADvk/ZDAxDt3ZvYU/s320/WILL+Camping+and+Steve+in+car+034.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;
&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Steve and Izzy on a &lt;a href="http://thelifeandadventuresofcatepoo.blogspot.com/2009/09/hidden-surprises-in-camping-trip.html"&gt;campout&lt;/a&gt;.&amp;nbsp; Steve is definitely in line as Izzy's second&amp;nbsp;favorite since he is her main playmate.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;
&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;
&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-C4oYBOvf7T8/TvnNamE0UoI/AAAAAAAADss/Z8Bt6JeCStM/s1600/amazing+week+and+will+013.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" rea="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-C4oYBOvf7T8/TvnNamE0UoI/AAAAAAAADss/Z8Bt6JeCStM/s320/amazing+week+and+will+013.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;
&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Izzy was with me during my first week back on prednisone in March 2010.&amp;nbsp; We hiked a different path every day of my &lt;a href="http://thelifeandadventuresofcatepoo.blogspot.com/2010/03/amazing-week_18.html"&gt;Amazing Week&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;
&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;
&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-n9ckw1ZJB5k/TvnNfIrba7I/AAAAAAAADs0/SejUv0dC7gg/s1600/starved+rock+three.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" rea="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-n9ckw1ZJB5k/TvnNfIrba7I/AAAAAAAADs0/SejUv0dC7gg/s320/starved+rock+three.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;
&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;She's just one of the &lt;a href="http://thelifeandadventuresofcatepoo.blogspot.com/2009/09/hidden-surprises-in-camping-trip.html"&gt;family&lt;/a&gt;.&amp;nbsp; She loves&amp;nbsp;new adventures with us.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;
&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;
&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-w7xIqT6ZYb4/TvnNunXk6CI/AAAAAAAADs8/tO7mXtvhVAQ/s1600/Izzy+on+bed.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="244" rea="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-w7xIqT6ZYb4/TvnNunXk6CI/AAAAAAAADs8/tO7mXtvhVAQ/s320/Izzy+on+bed.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;
&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;She loves sleeping in my spot when I am away from home. &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;
&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;
&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-fTihboFjZfE/TvnOGRAK7_I/AAAAAAAADtM/VV3ghDgB0Go/s1600/Cathy+and+Izzy+starved+rock.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" rea="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-fTihboFjZfE/TvnOGRAK7_I/AAAAAAAADtM/VV3ghDgB0Go/s320/Cathy+and+Izzy+starved+rock.JPG" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;
&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;If Izzy can do it so&amp;nbsp;can I.&amp;nbsp; That was my philosophy during our last hike. &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;
&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;
&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-kZ1MYqKVStU/TvnOPa6iIbI/AAAAAAAADtU/bkPXO30ROj8/s1600/izzy+window.bmp" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" rea="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-kZ1MYqKVStU/TvnOPa6iIbI/AAAAAAAADtU/bkPXO30ROj8/s320/izzy+window.bmp" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;
&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Pretty Izzy keeps a watchful eye out for us.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;
&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;
&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-fHRbmhobU0w/Tv27MD7LO3I/AAAAAAAADvQ/cNf5xW-HW_o/s1600/DSC05932.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" rea="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-fHRbmhobU0w/Tv27MD7LO3I/AAAAAAAADvQ/cNf5xW-HW_o/s320/DSC05932.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;
&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Izzy loves to help in the kitchen.&amp;nbsp; She patiently waits&amp;nbsp;to see if I drop any food and then cleans it right up!&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;
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&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;"Did I hear&amp;nbsp;food?"&amp;nbsp; Food comes before everything else, even&amp;nbsp; "ball". &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;
&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;Happy birthday Izzy and happy 2012 to all of you!&amp;nbsp; I appreciate you taking time to stop by and read about my adventures and I especially love when you leave comments.&amp;nbsp; Thanks so much!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4078059806926332516-7398781857935035444?l=thelifeandadventuresofcatepoo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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I remember feeling this exact same way years ago.&amp;nbsp; By the 28th of December I was ready to have everything put away and back to normal.&amp;nbsp; Something has changed over the years.&amp;nbsp; I am not in a hurry to get rid of Christmas.&amp;nbsp; I consider the whole week after Christmas to be part of the Christmas celebration, only simpler.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;That week after Christmas everyone is relaxed.&amp;nbsp; There aren't anymore surprises or planning and everyone can relax and just be.&amp;nbsp; I have found myself snuggled with Sophia several evenings this week in front of the tree talking.&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;
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Generally Christmas isn't completely put away until right before I head back to work mid January.&amp;nbsp;With the colder days and nights, I enjoy the&amp;nbsp;warmth the Christmas lights bring to a room.&amp;nbsp; Besides that,&amp;nbsp;I just find that I enjoy bringing back regular life a little slower these days.&amp;nbsp; The holidays for me are a sign of slowing down and enjoying those around me.&amp;nbsp; I am in no hurry to get back to a life any different than that.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4078059806926332516-7887044986715678299?l=thelifeandadventuresofcatepoo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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Well, guess what I got for Christmas that year?&amp;nbsp; Yep, the bland plates.&amp;nbsp; They are simple and pretty, but they have never been what I wanted for me.&amp;nbsp; However, I loved the intention that my father-in-law put into the gift and went ahead and added this set to my bridal registry.&lt;br /&gt;
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Over the years I have enjoyed the plates for a few reasons.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;1) They have held up well over 24 years. 2)&amp;nbsp;They have always reminded me of the loving heart my father-in-law has for me.&amp;nbsp; But, each time that one of the kids or&amp;nbsp;I would drop one I always said, "No worries.&amp;nbsp; This just means we are one step closer to new plates."&lt;br /&gt;
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Well, that day has finally arrived.&amp;nbsp; For Christmas Steve bought me a few pieces and I added on with some money&amp;nbsp;we received so that I now&amp;nbsp;have lots of beautiful colors!&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Blue, red, purple, orange, and green!&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;
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Aren't they beautiful?&amp;nbsp; I just love all the colors.&amp;nbsp; We don't have a complete set yet, but it will be fun to keep adding on and enjoying the rainbow of colors that these new plates bring to our meals.&amp;nbsp;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4078059806926332516-2323800431541538508?l=thelifeandadventuresofcatepoo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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As this photo shows&amp;nbsp;my&amp;nbsp;minimalist shoe/barefoot walking experiment was a success.&amp;nbsp; In less than one year I wore a hole in my first Vibram&amp;nbsp;Five Fingers KSO Treks.&amp;nbsp; At first I was disappointed that they wore out so quickly, but my husband reminded me that I also put a lot of miles on them in a short time.&amp;nbsp; (Yay for 2011 being a great year for my joints!)&lt;br /&gt;
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Thanks to my generous husband Steve I received my second pair of Vibram KSO Trek's for Christmas this year.&amp;nbsp; I won't be able to wear them for many months due to the cold temperatures, but my feet&amp;nbsp;are looking forward&amp;nbsp;to spring already.&lt;br /&gt;
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In the meantime, here is the new pair of winter boots I bought. &amp;nbsp;Thanks to &lt;a href="http://www.zappos.com/"&gt;Zappos&lt;/a&gt; I was able to order multiple pairs of boots and send them back free of shipping charges!&lt;br /&gt;
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Each&amp;nbsp;boot I returned either caused my toes to hurt or my foot to go numb.&amp;nbsp; Finally I found a pair that seems to meet my unique needs:&amp;nbsp;my feet&amp;nbsp;and ankles don't go numb, my toes don't hurt, there is plenty of toe room, they are waterproof, and they are very warm.&amp;nbsp;(Temperatures in Chicago haven't been extreme yet but hopefully they will hold up to the challenge.)&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;
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I am&amp;nbsp;now the proud owner of my first pair of &lt;a href="http://www.zappos.com/ugg~1?s=recentSales/desc/"&gt;UGGS&lt;/a&gt;.&amp;nbsp; Although these boots don't&amp;nbsp;allow for the freedom I have in my VFFs, &amp;nbsp;I felt attracted to them one day when my daughter's friend was visiting.&amp;nbsp; I saw her UGGs sitting by the door after I had just returned yet another set of boots.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;I had a strong desire to put my foot into her boot.&amp;nbsp; (Shhhh.....please don't tell.)&amp;nbsp; They felt so warm and cozy I knew I had to find a pair&amp;nbsp;for myself.&amp;nbsp; Mine of course are&amp;nbsp;more outdoorsy and not quite as stylish but they are&amp;nbsp;exactly what I need for my long winter walks with Izzy.&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;
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Here's to 2012 being a year of less foot pain and lots and lots of walking outdoors!&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4078059806926332516-7189944821010113598?l=thelifeandadventuresofcatepoo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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Cookies recipes we used:&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;a href="http://chocolateandcarrots.com/2011/07/flourless-fudge-chocolate-chip-cookies"&gt;Flourless Fudge Chocolate Chip Cookies&lt;/a&gt; - these were high in sugar but tasted so yummy.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;a href="http://www.primal-palate.com/2010/12/thumbprint-cookies.html"&gt;Thumbprint Cookies&lt;/a&gt; - these are my favorites.&amp;nbsp; I could eat these all day.&amp;nbsp; Oops....I did!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4078059806926332516-4714970367131872064?l=thelifeandadventuresofcatepoo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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To read the rest of this &lt;a href="http://www.healthcentral.com/rheumatoid-arthritis/c/311516/148313/rh"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: #7c93a1;"&gt;post&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt; and other &lt;a href="http://www.healthcentral.com/rheumatoid-arthritis/?ic=1102"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: #7c93a1;"&gt;great posts&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt; on rheumatoid&amp;nbsp;arthritis, please visit &lt;a href="http://www.healthcentral.com/profiles/c/311516"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: #7c93a1;"&gt;Health Central&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4078059806926332516-7891950407820653931?l=thelifeandadventuresofcatepoo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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It is times like this that I remind myself that one day our house will be quiet.&amp;nbsp; Alexander and Sophia will have moved on and out of the house and Izzy will have left this world.&amp;nbsp; These are the good times.&amp;nbsp; The inconveniences that come with life are really the things that make life worth living.&amp;nbsp; Stopping to enjoy these little interruptions are the very things that make me happy.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4078059806926332516-722871146616602540?l=thelifeandadventuresofcatepoo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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We left the house feeling happy and I reminded myself over and over to just relax and enjoy the moment.&amp;nbsp; Sophia loves to shop and she wants me to experience it with her.&amp;nbsp; How awesome is that?&amp;nbsp; The first hour went well and I think we were all enjoying ourselves.&amp;nbsp; I don't know what happened after&amp;nbsp;that first hour but something snapped in me and I just couldn't handle being in the mall any longer.&amp;nbsp; Maybe it was the bright lights or maybe it was the loud music that changed from store to&amp;nbsp;store, or maybe it was that after an hour it seemed like we were walking in circles not sure where to go next.&amp;nbsp;It&amp;nbsp;could have&amp;nbsp;even been the constant badgering&amp;nbsp;by the kiosk workers to buy their products.&amp;nbsp; (Alexander said, "Mom, think of them as bums in&amp;nbsp;Chicago.&amp;nbsp; Just look straight ahead and keep walking.")&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;Anyhow, I felt completely worn out and claustrophobic.&amp;nbsp; I hate these moments because all I want to do is get out of the mall.&amp;nbsp; It doesn't help to remind myself to calm down and enjoy the moment because my need to escape becomes stronger than any other need. I am no longer any help to Sophia and she really&amp;nbsp;wanted my input.&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;
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Why, oh why, can't I be a woman that loves shopping or at&amp;nbsp;least a woman that can tolerate more than an hour at the mall?&amp;nbsp;I want to enjoy these moments with my daughter and not turn it into a situation about myself. I say&amp;nbsp;this knowing I have to return to the mall one more time&amp;nbsp;this week.&amp;nbsp; AHHHHHHH!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;
Please let it go quickly!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4078059806926332516-2011243169068195233?l=thelifeandadventuresofcatepoo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Alan Kay&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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To read the rest of this &lt;a href="http://www.healthcentral.com/rheumatoid-arthritis/c/311516/147799/rh"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;post&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt; and other &lt;a href="http://www.healthcentral.com/rheumatoid-arthritis/?ic=1102"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;great posts&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt; on rheumatoid&amp;nbsp;arthritis, please visit &lt;a href="http://www.healthcentral.com/profiles/c/311516"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Health Central&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4078059806926332516-9109495602563855393?l=thelifeandadventuresofcatepoo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, &amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 12pt; mso-ansi-language: EN-US; mso-bidi-language: AR-SA; mso-fareast-font-family: Calibri; mso-fareast-language: EN-US; mso-fareast-theme-font: minor-latin;"&gt;Now is possibly the time to move forward with your dream so see this as a big adventure and enjoy it.&amp;nbsp; All will be well. ~My Mom&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;div class="mts uiAttachmentDesc translationEligibleUserAttachmentMessage"&gt;Nothing is more empowering than when you become inspiring to yourself. ~ MovNat&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="mts uiAttachmentDesc translationEligibleUserAttachmentMessage"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="mts uiAttachmentDesc translationEligibleUserAttachmentMessage"&gt;That's funny, an RA sushi&amp;nbsp;restaurant&amp;nbsp; ~&amp;nbsp; Sophia, in response to a sushi restaurant we saw yesterday named RA Sushi _______(I can't remember the rest of the name).&amp;nbsp; Funny that we can't look at the letters R and A together without thinking of rheumatoid arthritis.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4078059806926332516-7224216864625100584?l=thelifeandadventuresofcatepoo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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The other thing from my past that returned was a wart.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;My body has always had an attraction to warts for some reason.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;Sounds lovely doesn't it?&amp;nbsp; Deformities, nodules, rashes, and warts -&amp;nbsp;quite attractive.&amp;nbsp; A friend suggested that maybe the Arava weakened my immune system and allowed these things from the past to return.&amp;nbsp; Anyhow, I contacted my naturopath and she suggested putting castor oil on my wart each night and wrapping a banage around it.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;It is almost completely gone!&amp;nbsp; I love when home remedies work.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;
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Arava has also brought a lot of hair shedding which I am not happy about at all.&amp;nbsp; I did look&amp;nbsp;back through my blog and found that when I started back on methotrexate&amp;nbsp;I had a lot of hair shedding too and it eventually slowed down.&amp;nbsp; I am hoping the same thing happens with Arava.&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;
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One more weird thing that has happened since switching meds is that the rash from Enbrel has returned at the injection site.&amp;nbsp; Not only that, I keep getting bruises around the injection site.&amp;nbsp; I know,&amp;nbsp;I am sounding more and more attractive all the time.&amp;nbsp;Deformities, nodules,&amp;nbsp;warts, rashes, and bruises!&amp;nbsp; Oh my!&amp;nbsp; That's fine, my beautiful smile makes up for it, right? &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4078059806926332516-7456607215435411643?l=thelifeandadventuresofcatepoo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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At first it appeared that nobody noticed my brown ape like feet gloves.&amp;nbsp; Then, in the middle of presenting a lesson I heard, "Teacher, I LOVE your shoes."&amp;nbsp; Of course, all 20 sets of eyes moved down to my feet.&amp;nbsp; I blushed.&amp;nbsp; One student immediately recognized how comfortable they must feel and wanted to know where she could buy a pair for herself.&amp;nbsp; Another student said, "Teacher, I thought you forgot to put your shoes on today."&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;
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I admitted that I was a little embarrassed wearing my VFF to school and shared how the pain in my feet has been pretty extreme lately and these shoes were about the only thing I could wear for a long period of time.&amp;nbsp; My students were very sympathic, "Teacher, don't worry."&lt;br /&gt;
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Now that the initial embarrassment of everyone recognizing my "weird" shoes is over, I will not hesitate to wear them to this class the rest of this semester. (Too bad I can't wear them to all my classes.) My feet are just happier in them.&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-rMZyvIkFwWE/TtTE28qDI-I/AAAAAAAADmo/FXIAjVvqcoY/s1600/vibram.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="200" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-rMZyvIkFwWE/TtTE28qDI-I/AAAAAAAADmo/FXIAjVvqcoY/s200/vibram.jpg" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;*I mentioned that my right VFF has &lt;b&gt;&lt;a href="http://thelifeandadventuresofcatepoo.blogspot.com/2011/10/sad-day-for-my-vff-and-me.html"&gt;a hole&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/b&gt; in it that can't be repaired.&amp;nbsp; It is getting worse, but for now I taped the inside of the shoe with duct tape and it seems to be doing the trick.&amp;nbsp; Also, according to Weather.com, the last few mornings it has "felt like" 25 F outside when I head out for my walk.&amp;nbsp; I have been surprised that my feet are handling the cold in these very light shoes.&amp;nbsp; When I get home, my feet are about as cold as my hands with gloves, which have also improved.&amp;nbsp; Not bad.&amp;nbsp; My &lt;b&gt;&lt;a href="http://thelifeandadventuresofcatepoo.blogspot.com/2008/10/does-this-happen-to-anyone-else.html"&gt;Raynaud's syndrome&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/b&gt;has definitely improved over the last few years.&amp;nbsp; Perhaps this improvement comes from diet, &lt;a href="http://thelifeandadventuresofcatepoo.blogspot.com/2010/06/rheumatoid-arthritis-integrative-plan.html"&gt;contrast showers&lt;/a&gt;, or possibly from the medications.&amp;nbsp; Whatever it is, I like it!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4078059806926332516-3885456144014397081?l=thelifeandadventuresofcatepoo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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