Progress

So I had my 6-month rheumatologist appointment today. It was a really good discussion, as it always is, ending with my refusal of low-dose chemotherapy "treatment" and him reminding me that my psoriatic arthritis is still actively progressing. Ah yes, progress. But then he pointed out that I've lost 25 pounds since I saw him 6 months ago. 25 pounds! Here I was quibbling about whether I was down 17 or 18, and really, I'm down a full 25. Now THAT is the kind of progress that almost makes me forget about all the other progress that has been happening. ************* Just for fun, what were you doing one year ago? Because this was my life. Ahh, how sweet things really are.