When one wakes up in the morning in pain in all of one’s joints; when after an hour even the pain killers aren’t helping; when one doesn’t have a bath in order to soak in and one is not well enough to stand in the shower, what does one do?
One eats chocolate. One drinks hot chocolate. One especially drinks hot chocolate in one’s magical ‘I solemnly swear I am up to no good / Mischief managed’ mug. One drinks hot chocolate out of this mug while watching Harry Potter and the Prisoner of Azkaban and one eats chocolate whenever one sees a dementor and whenever Professor Lupin gives Harry a piece of chocolate. ‘Eat this. It helps, it really helps.’
Rheumatoid arthritis is frustrating, painful, annoying, draining, tiring. I’ve spent most of the day in bed. I’m about to take more medication, and then I am going to eat chocolate ice cream. Remus Lupin was onto something: If I am going to be miserable, then I am at least going to eat chocolate.