Morning was an endurance contest for the first few months of my rheumatoid arthritis. Pain and total lack of energy kept me down. I would wake up. I made coffee. Coffee pot was very hard to lift. I fed Emma. I fed Jimmy. I took my coffee to my comfortable settee in my bedroom. I sat, didn’t move. I wrote in my journal. I do think I could have spent the entire morning in that one spot. In fact I did spend several hours on it each morning for months. It took the time for the pain to diminish and the energy to perk up. Today I still have pain in the morning. It is a reminder of RA. Today it is fine. It may not be fine tomorrow. RA changes quickly and is full of surprises. I am happy for today. I am off the settee and in my office writing. It is a good sign of improvement for my RA.