Mrs. K. D. is a 43 year old wife and mother of two children and suffers from severe rheumatoid arthritis. This is her story...I have rheumatoid arthritis and would like to share with you the details of what a typical day is like for me from start to finish. This entry is not about my disease itself or its treatment, but about the way it affects what I do throughout my day. I hope that by describing the details of what my day is like, people will be more enlightened as to some of the experiences persons with rheumatoid arthritis must endure regularly. I also hope that sharing these experiences will make it easier for acquaintances, friends, and family members to interact with those who suffer from this disease.

By way of background, I am a 43 year old wife and mother of two grade schoolers and have had severe rheumatoid arthritis now for nearly 10 years. My husband is understanding and supportive. My disease has caused deformity of my hands and feet. My fingers are recognizably gnarled and have bumps, called nodules. My wrists have nearly fused so that I can move them very little. My toes have cocked up and I have calluses under the pads at the bottoms of my feet. My knees are chronically slightly swollen as are many of the small joints of my knuckles.

Things that most people take for granted for example sleeping, bathing, brushing your teeth, getting dressed, making meals, and even driving a car; for me, are extremely challenging.

Wake up and get the kids ready for school!

My day begins after what I had hoped would be a fair night's rest. When I sleep, I typically need to shift from side to side in bed because my shoulders become stiff and sore when I stay on one side for over half an hour. After sitting up at the side of the bed, I am careful to stand slowly since my knees, like all of my joints, are particularly stiff in the morning. I slowly make my way to the kitchen and prepare coffee and lunches for my children.

Because my finger dexterity has been impaired with my deformities, I favor the pre-made snack packs to accompany their sandwiches. I use a knife with an over-sized grip handle to spread the jellies and peanut butter on the bread. To open jars, I use a lid gripper pad. I screw the lids back on loosely so that next time they are more easily removed. Fruits are added with no extra preparation necessary from me.

The kids prepare their own breakfast cereals. I eat toast with jelly and have a bowl of cereal. With my breakfast, I take my medications. Each of my bottles has an easy-open lid for patients with arthritis. Because my joint pains were particularly bothersome this today, I added acetaminophen (Tylenol). I must place my medications well out of normal reach of the children since many of them contain chemicals that could be harmful to them.

After breakfast, it's time for my morning hygiene routine. Using a toilet can be challenging to someone with significant arthritis of the hips and knees. In my home, I have added inexpensive plastic raised toilet seat attachments to the toilets. This means that I do not have to strain my joints sitting down and getting up.

I have found that an electric toothbrush does a better job than I can do operating a brush with my hands. My arthritis is complicated by severe dryness of the mouth, called Sjogren's syndrome, which makes me susceptible for tooth decay. I must visit the dentist very regularly and brush and floss regularly. I cannot floss without the assistance of a "Y"-shaped floss holder.

The Sjogren's syndrome also causes dryness in my eyes and I must apply artificial tears now and throughout the day to maintain normal moisture in my eyes. Because of this dryness, I am unable to wear contact lenses.

I undress from my nightgown and shower while waiting for the morning medications to start working. I like my shower particularly warm as it seems to help my joints loosen up. Shampooing my hair is sometimes difficult with my hands and I have adapted the use of a scrub brush for my hair. I must be very careful entering and leaving the shower because the instability of my legs puts me at risk of falling. I dry off with a towel in front of a space heater fan.

As you can see, for me, it is not a matter of jumping out of bed, quickly fixing lunches for my children, and a quick shower. It is more of a calculated process using tools I've found that help me adapt and accomplish simple tasks.

Dressing, carpooling, and exercising

Getting dressed is "challenging." I tend to use clothing that does not require much buttoning. It is very difficult for my fingers to work a button. Many of my shirts are pullover or have velcro attachments. I do have a button hooker that I use when buttoning is needed. My bra can be fastened in front and reversed or I ask my husband to fasten it for me. Most of my pants have elastic waistbands and do not require buttoning or zipping. My shoes are especially wide and most often during the day I wear running shoes for comfort. My job is my is taking care of my household, so I can basically dress for comfort and don't have to dress for "fashion!"

I am in a carpool for the children's school, and today is my driving day. Getting into and out of the car is slow and I always appreciate it when one of the kids opens the door for me. I have a special key enlarger attachment for my car and house keys, which makes it easier to turn the key. Operating the vehicle is doable, but often causes joint aching in my wrists.

At home, I like to exercise every day. I start with a variety of stretching exercises to "loosen up." I then usually either ride a stationary bike or go on a walk. Once a week, I use our neighborhood pool to swim. Exercise makes me feel good and seems to give me a sense of control over my body.

Like any family, our household chores are endless. I make good use of attachments to the vacuum that help me get to places that are hard to reach. Our door handles are lever-style instead of knobs so that it is easier for me to turn them. I only rarely do any ironing and have the luxury of knowing the dry cleaner by name. The children are pretty good about tidying up their rooms.

The challenges cooking evening meals, bedtime routines, and sex?

For cooking on the stove, I use special grippers to manage the handles of pots and pans. We have an electric can opener that is kind to my weak fingers. We are having salmon tonight that my husband will cook on the grill. My doctor says that the fish oil in salmon can actually reduce some of the inflammation in my joints. I take my evening medications with my dinner.

Everyone pitches in with the dishes and we have a dishwasher - both big breaks for me.

After dinner, the kids do homework. My husband or I are frequently called upon to assist with this or that. Afterwards, we watch some television for an hour and decide its time to pack it in. The kids are tucked into bed with a kiss.

Undressing can be as equally challenging as dressing. My husband frequently assists me with the undressing whereas he somehow isn't always available in the morning. When my joints are not too actively inflamed, I am able to have sexual intercourse with pleasure. Tonight was one of those nights. As a result, dressing for bed tonight was accomplished with an "aerobic high."

Final preparations for bed involves plugging in the electric toothbrush again and flossing. I lubricate my eyes with artificial tears just before going to bed. I have had a full day and am quite tired. My wrists are a bit sore tonight, perhaps from all of the vacuuming and/or driving or perhaps from bad luck. I strap on my wrist splints and after a few chapters of my novel, I call it a night.

Goodnight and thanks for listening.

Sincerely,
Mrs. K. D.