Hello all. I'm a heinz 57 bag of whooped butt, lol. I was first diagnosed with rheumatoid arthritis, Sjögren’s disease and Epstein–Barr back in 2002 and as young as I was then they were just names and tags not really meaning anything but looking back they were the doormen responsible for letting Fibromyalgia, MS and Lupus in the temple that is my body. The past 18 months of my life I honestly thought that maybe I was getting better but it was a remission of sorts. We live in Jacksonville, Florida and I've spent most all of my life in south Florida. The summers are a nightmare of humidity, barometric pressure (arthritis bullet!) and unbearable heat for me. When we travel as we did this summer to northern Indiana to visit with our oldest son and Grandchildren I felt like I died and went to heaven physically. It was over the 4th of July and we even had a tornado scare at 1am at the campground and were bustling to their shelter and I was able to move with the best of them getting there, so well in fact that my 65 year old husband and I RAN past the golf cart parked under our front awning to RUN to the shelter! Who says a F5 can't make you boogie. Now my version of running may be some kids version of the dork walk but I got'er done. When I first went into remission was during a trip to the island of Hawaii in Pahoa during July of 2012 and the climate there was just simply heaven, as Goldie Locks would say "Just right". I have felt for quite a while there is a direct link in weather and much of these afflictions but with so many it is difficult to make sense of it all. SallyHarry, our dogs are the only real source of affection we have other than that of our Grandchildren, they love unconditionally unlike adults. Just so sad to see so many suffer from things of which there is no cure. We all have hope though and without that we would have nothing.