Go ahead, make my day

Yeesh. That was a long, busy kinda day.I went into rheumatology to avoid 12-hour days, but that plan didn't work out so well for me today. At the halfway mark, I was draggin'. Clinic was comprised of 2/3 "I hurt all over" and 1/3 +ANA. And then I got a call about a gout attack (digression: wouldn't that be a totally awesome band name?) they needed me to stomp out. Needless to say, I was slightly less than enthused. And then I remembered.

I remembered the Ghiradelli chocolate square tucked in my lunch box. Happy sigh. Just what I needed.

So I guess I stand corrected. Steroids don't fix everything. Sometimes only chocolate will do.