smith101's Journal

Okay when I think of RA and the word thief is used in conjunction with it I immediately think of all the things it "steals".

It steals your dignity at times, it definitely takes your pride down a notch. It steals your ability walk, get on the floor with your kids or pets - no wait we can get there it’s just we aren’t getting back up!

It can steal your ability to have clean cloths. Can’t take the clothes down or back up to the washing machine and even if you could sometimes the cap on the cleaning fluid refuses to come off.

You know I even tried the option of just leaving the cap off and you know what I found? I found insects are not too bright. I am certain they thought oh nice dark cool container that smells great and before they new it their wings and legs were covered in goo and they simply find moving harder and harder and simply can't get out - oddly like me from the tub on a really bad flare day.

Oh my word. Those poor little bugs probably can relate to how RA makes me feel more then my family members! But I digress.

Speaking of family members this is where the real thief comes in. See I am a huge supporter of using teddy bears to prop my cranky body parts into the perfect position for sleep. Not only does their fur calm me but it radiates heat unlike a pillow making them even better yet.

Not to mention their limbs and body shapes are made into contours that simply a pillow or a husband can’t conform to, to support me. Now speaking of my furry faced hubby, he has always viewed the teddy bears as competition for my affection but because he does love me he "allows" them into our bed.

Now I usually only have one teddy bear in the bed to support a constantly cranky wrist and hand. However, since I am still on hold for my new cocktail of drugs until the 24th of July (yes that long away - horror of horror I say!) I have another one that has been snuggling my knees, another one that hugs my back, and yet another for my elbow. So four in total with my elbow bear.

It would seem like this should be enough, but lo and behold what should I find but my knee, back and elbow hurting this morning. I roll over, which I should be able to do as the entourage of teddy bears usually keeps me in place, and what do I see but a furry face of a husband sleeping with a rather huge grin I might add surround by three teddy bears!

I now understand his feelings of competition for affection. Here he was holding Kinsey my knee bear so close and lovingly. Edward my elbow bear isn’t entwined completely in his arms but he does have one hand delicately placed on his belly.

It was indeed so cute to see his hand twitching and grabbing the teddy bears belly. The teddy bear looked oddly happy too like a two year old being tickled. But I digress once again.

To top it of Buffy the back bear was no longer at someone’s back but was warming my hubby’s package! Oh no. No jealousy here. Nope not one bit.

After taking in how adorable this puddle of furry bears and furry hubby was I finally get a little annoyed he stole my RA bears! So as any woman, okay more like a spoiled child in this case would, I go to reclaim my bears and what should happen but he clenches down on all three of them! RA Thief! RA Thief! RA Thief!

Me thinks tonight he might be surprised to find no pillow cases on his pillows! Ah revenge is so sweat. You steal my bears I steal your cases making your pillows naked! Mwah ha ha ha!

Okay maybe I shouldn’t be on any drugs after all - or is it more I need? LOL