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| Sorry Nic, your autoimmune system is shot |
I have some serious issues with my autoimmune system. It is like my body is Long Duck Dong from 16 Candles screaming "Aaaaaauuuuttoooooiiiimmmmmuuunnne" and then my body is the car he describes as destroying. Here's a clip for those of your born after 1980:
Drunk as a Skunk (I highly recommend you watch this movie at least 500 times, preferably with your girl-friends and learn every single word). I have issues with both my thyroid (Hashimoto's Thyroiditis) and my joints (Rheumatoid Arthritis). Basically, my life is a series of different "cocktails" of medications to try and tell my autoimmune system to STFU. And, unfortunately, these cocktails are not Mai Tais or Martinis. They have side effects much worse than too many Hurricanes at Pat O'Briens in New Orleans, and don't come with the fun of actually drinking said hurricanes and enjoying the nightlife in the French Quarter. Instead my nightlife is more filled with the fun of "how many times will have to get up at night to go to the bathroom?" And, "hmmmmm are those ACTUAL spiders crawling on my skin, or am I just bat shit crazy?"
