I'm always telling my story about lupus to everyone I meet. I cannot go without telling someone all I know & have been through due to me being diagnosed with lupus. I feel my story as well as many people I have met all over the world are worth hearing. Up to this point my story is long & has been very hard. So I will make a long story as short as I can. Telling my story is like the therapy I need to get by, it gives me a reason to "smile everyday" Soon you will find out why, that is my motto.
I was diagnosed with lupus in June of 2007 at that time I did not know what lupus was or what caused it, I just know that hearing the words, there is no cure, scared me. I have had symptoms of lupus since the age of 19 that showed up through gynecology visits & my first lupus flare in 2004 at my cousins wedding reception. I was told by the ER doctors that I had food poisoning, now I wish that was all it really was. I had my first run in with discoid lupus in 2003 when I changed climates & moved from Denver, CO to Atlanta, GA, but because I did not know or my dermatologist did not test the tiny dark spot on my face, lupus was not a part of the equation. I did not have another episode of a lupus flare until January 2007 where I was told by a physician that I was being attacked by allergies due to my change of climates once again from Atlanta, GA to Tahlequah, OK. I was given a tapered medication called prednisone that immediately made me feel better & was sent home. This episode as well as prednisone tapering went on for 5 months straight until I was admitted into the hospital & I will give thanks to what I call my lupus tattoo.
Which unfortunately will have to wait until my blog for tomorrow, I am very tired & my night medication that I take for insomnia & pain has kicked in.
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