For those who are wondering, I have kind of gotten my parking woes straightened out. I say "kind of" because I do have a card that allows me access to the garage, but I still don't know how much they're charging me for the *$@! thing!! I may yet murder the lot of them. For one class we were told to take a picture of something in Baltimore and record a voice recording about what we thought about it. I posted the picture in front of the friend's house I often stay at (see above), showing the total lack of handicapped parking on the street. I then commented quite pointedly that Baltimore doesn't have handicapped parking on the street anywhere. Not even in front of the Veteran's Center. Not cool, y'all.
As for lupus, I am realizing how very much the Benlysta has been helping me. Why, you ask, am I now realizing this? Quite simply because I am overdue for my next infusion, and so I'm reverting back to a pre-Benlysta state. Not good. All of the sudden the lining around my lungs is inflamed, every joint in my body is screaming, I'm covered with bruises and I keep getting lupus rashes. Nothing says "chic" like a bright red lupus mustache! I'm scheduled to meet with my doctor tomorrow, and if he doesn't have an immediate plan for giving me the drug I'm going to throw a major hissy fit.
On a side note, my much-beloved doctor in Vermont recently punctured a lung, so for those so inclined, please offer prayers or thoughts of healing for him. He was my doctor for six years, and moved mountains to take care of me.