Amazing how looking up a number on a chart (I got messaged by the clinic this evening) can take a person immediately to the depths, to, (during some treadmill time that was suddenly sorely needed) oh wait, that morning blood test for the Reclast was four days after that mid-afternoon on the mountain in the sun.
Flare. Right on cue. Hey! Stay out of the sun, and the lupus will remember how to stay away from me.
I tell you, I don’t do charts.