I woke up this morning to the voice of my dad and nieces. It is the usual morning for them, screaming running around the house being chased by my dad. With the morbid thoughts running on my mind, I could say that I have got some decent sleep after all. I just noticed that my fingers are throbbing a bit, yet again. I have stopped taking Plaquenil which is among the best yet pricey rheumatoid arthritis treatments out there.