Understanding a Nummular Headache Study vs Moving Every Stick of Furniture in my House

THIS is what should be included in a responsible Sjogren's syndrome blog today:

A high prevalence of autoimmune indices and disorders in primary nummular headache.

Authors:
Chen WH, Chen YT, Lin CS, Li TH, Lee LH, Chen CJ.

J Neurol Sci. 2012 Sep 15;320(1-2):127-30. doi: 10.1016/j.jns.2012.07.029. Epub 2012 Jul 27.

Department of Neurology, Kaohsiung Chang Gung Memorial Hospital, and College of Medicine, Chang Gung University, Kaohsiung, Taiwan. brainhemostasis@yahoo.com

CONCLUSIONS: A high prevalence of abnormal autoimmune indices and disorders is present in primary NH patients, suggesting a probable relationship between autoimmunity aberration and epicranial neuralgia in NH.

I did not know that the word nummular means "coin shaped". You can read more about NH -- nummular headaches -- here.

BUT -- This is what I am actually fixated on for the day. Note the similarities in the following pictures?

Some folks would say that uncluttered walls and mantels and furniture surfaces are a thing of simple beauty. However, I'm not one of them. So now that the Christmas junk decorations have been packed away, all this empty space is making me crazy-ier.

John is worried. He's seen this behavior in me before: pacing around the house with one hand on my chin and repeatedly saying "Hmmmmmmm". He knows that this inevitably leads to a lot of work. Because after the hmmmmmm-ing ends, the furniture moving begins.

Just look at that. Doesn't this room just scream "MOVE THE STINKIN' COUCH"? I hate to see a room in misery. And it is, I'm certain. It is just crying for the sofa table to be slid in front of the window and the sofa in front of that, which means that we'll have to think of something to do with the big chair and....... hmmmmm.

John knows that HE will be moving the furniture since I have SJOGREN'S SYNDROME here, people. And I've just had synovial fluid sucked ruthlessly out of my knee. But I am determined to relieve this poor room of it's suffering by personally directing others to lug around large pieces of furniture, in spite of my overwhelming burdens.....sigh. I know...I'm so modest about it all.....

Then all the bare surfaces need to be covered with junk attractive decor accessories which are indicative of A) an upcoming holiday, or B) a change in the seasons. Which also means that after John is finished hefting around couches and chairs, he is required to head to the attic where he's just stuffed all of my Christmas junk decoration boxes and search for the other junk decoration boxes marked "spring" or "Valentine's day". And, once located, of course they need to migrate downstairs to my newly-rearranged rooms.

Oooo. My son and his wife are coming to visit this weekend. More muscle power, yes. But also more people to coordinate and direct. Boy. I'd better limber up my pointer finger. This could be exhausting.