It’s today! In half an hour I’m heading to my rheumatology appointment. I’m trying not to get my hopes up. I keep telling myself that they’ll just tell me nothing is wrong. Even though I feel like this pain isn’t normal. The physiotherapist gave up. She was obviously relieved when I told her I had a rheumatology appointment because I didn’t have to be her problem anymore. She did her usual thing of pressing on my back, which did nothing but make me jump away from her hands and try not to yell out...