Inflammatory myopathy (inflammatory muscle disease or myositis) is disease featuring weakness and inflammation of muscles and (in some types) muscle pain. The cause of much inflammatory myopathy is unknown (idiopathic), and such cases are classified according to their symptoms and signs and electromyography, MRI and laboratory findings. The main classes of idiopathic inflammatory myopathy are polymyositis (PM), dermatomyositis (DM), and inclusion-body myositis (IBM).
There are a number of known causes of myopathy, and it is only once these have been ruled out that a clinician will assign an idiopathic inflammatory myopathy (IIM) syndrome to a case. The usual criteria for a diagnosis of PM are weakness in muscles of the head, neck, trunk, upper arms or upper legs; raised blood serum concentrations of some muscle enzymes such as creatine kinase; unhealthy muscle changes on electromyography; and biopsy findings of (i) muscle cell degeneration and regeneration and (ii) chronic inflammatory infiltrates in muscle cells. If heliotrope (purple) rash or Gottron's papules are also present, then the diagnosis is DM. In DM, myositis may not be clinically apparent but detectable via biopsy or MRI. If the criteria for PM are met but muscle weakness also affects the hands and feet or is not accompanied by pain IBM should be suspected, and confirmed when muscle cell biopsy reveals (i) cytoplasmic vacuoles fringed by basophilic granules and (ii) inflammatory infiltrate comprising mostly CD8 T lymphocytes and macrophages; and electron microscopy reveals filamentous inclusions in both cytoplasm and nucleus.
Love is just a game
Oooh ooh ooh ooh yeah yeah yeah (telling you)
Baby...
You cant keep doing this shit...
Oh oh, love is just a game...
Oh, listen babe...
Quit playing around, like it's a game,
You tell me to go, you tell me to stay,
Living with you is emotional,
Roller coaster ride, like you're just gone and hide,
Crossing the T's, and dotting the I's,
Trying to make it work but you won't let me,
It's like you're fighting with your self,
But baby I can tell, that you really don't wanna leave,
Love is a game for you, I see, but it means a lot more to me,
To ride it out when the going gets rough,
Then she closed the first real love,
Can't keep playing around with me,
If you really don't want me to leave,
Cos if love is a game, then I don't wanna play,
Cos there's someone out there for me,
Love is just a game...
Heard you were on the phone just the other day,
Talking to your girls, telling you that I'm leaving,
If you didn't mean it then why did you say it,
Cos love it ain't a game to me,
I'm packing my bags here I go again,
Wanna kick me out, ok, well I'm leaving,
And with those shorties came, so baby tell me
What's it gonna be,
I'm tired of all the fussing, and the fighting
We can't keep, just going on this way
So tired babe and angry,
You hurting me over and over again,
You making me wanna leave,
U don't understand just what you're doing to me