@BirdDancer: You said your dad was "making a statement by sleeping in the chicken coop." What on Earth was the statement saying? Haha, funny story tho i'm sure it wasn't fun to live thru, your dad's absences.

@~Christina: Glad you are getting somewhere with your various illnesses, getting some answers, re the Humira. Hope your upcoming test goes well. Sorry i couldn't read the details of your scope as i find that sort of thing triggers my PTSD. My husband was horrified when i told him a little of the self-violence flashes i got during a psychiatric assessment he was asked to attend with me. I guess no one knows our inner experience until we express it in words.

I find that's such a problem with an invisible episodic disability. I LOOK healthy. So people don't understand why i can be racing around the city one season and then too tired to help them out the next. During the long slow recovery from my acute fear reaction in October i wore a surgical mask with dark sunglasses and my black hoodie with the hood up and that STILL wasn't enough to discourage some people from talking to me.

Ack!

At least they asked about my health and one lady got the message, said she was sorry to see i wasn't feeling well. Sorry your husband wasn't supportive and just reacted with alarm. My husband was like this once when i had a medical crisis, told me not to "upset him that way." Darn it all, it was ME who would have had to go to emerg if i hadn't solved the problem on my own eventually. And yet all he could think of was HIMSELF . . . .

Be well my friends!