This is my weekly injection or Enbrel. It takes a few seconds. It’s nearly painless (sometimes it stings), it is very easy to do (just push a button and wait for the click to know the dosage is done). That’s it. This once weekly shot, along with methotrexate (once weekly) have given me my life back, have allowed me to return to full time work, and while they don’t stop all of the flare ups, and while I still need a rolling walker, they’ve prevented those awful acute flare ups that would have me immobilized in bed, unable to rollover, sit up, stand, or even use the toilet on my own. I am thankful I have incredible insurance, and I am thankful for a rheumatologist who got me off of the prednisone and was able to see what the Mayo wasn’t while I was on it #rheumatoidarthritis #rheumatology #fibromyalgia #disability

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10 years ago, today, I drafted into the IDF. I served 37 months. My life was forever changed in basic training, and in my service…for the better. I remember staring out at a little village that always reminded me of what a Dr. Seuss village must have been based on, as the lights twinkled in the early morning hours while I was on guard duty, talking to God in my head (as I do most days, and especially when I have some time alone). I remember making a deal with Him that if He saw me through it all, whatever it was, I’d work for Him when all was said and done…so basic training, a few years of Tseva Adom later, and then back to the United States, some family nonsense, and I finally landed back on my feet…as a Social Worker, working as a mental health counselor in the morning, and feeding the poor, the hungry, and the homeless in the evening and on weekends…and I count myself so, incredibly blessed…I still think I made out better in that deal, because my life has felt like I have been given nothing but gold and riches, and I am thankful #Tsevet5

10 years ago, today, I drafted into the IDF. I served 37 months. My life was forever changed in basic training, and in my service…for the better. I remember staring out at a little village that always reminded me of what a Dr. Seuss village must have been based on, as the lights twinkled in the early morning hours while I was on guard duty, talking to God in my head (as I do most days, and especially when I have some time alone). I remember making a deal with Him that if He saw me through it all, whatever it was, I’d work for Him when all was said and done…so basic training, a few years of Tseva Adom later, and then back to the United States, some family nonsense, and I finally landed back on my feet…as a Social Worker, working as a mental health counselor in the morning, and feeding the poor, the hungry, and the homeless in the evening and on weekends…and I count myself so, incredibly blessed…I still think I made out better in that deal, because my life has felt like I have been given nothing but gold and riches, and I am thankful #Tsevet5

10 years ago, today, I drafted into the IDF. I served 37 months. My life was forever changed in basic training, and in my service…for the better. I remember staring

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