With May being Lupus awareness month, I thought it might be appropriate to give you a background on my life since being diagnosed 10 years ago.
In March of 2003 I was 19 years old and living in Oxnard, CA working as a receptionist at a veterinary hospital. I was working for a year while living in CA to establish residency in order to pay in-state tuition to a photography school. I started having some weird symptoms like aching hands and feet, hair loss, blisters on my fingers and toes, and a rash across my nose and cheeks. I initially thought that it might be an allergic reaction from handling the penicillin drugs at my job, so I stopped touching those medications and was waiting until my insurance kicked in after working there for 3 months. However right before I hit the 3 month mark at this job, I was fired. The reason they gave me, 'it doesn't seem like you like your job enough.' What a crock and talk about kicking someone when they're down! So with the symptoms persisting and no hope of getting insurance anytime soon, I went to a sliding scale clinic to get checked out. The doctor there was very nice, ran some blood-work and said they'd call me with results. A few days later they called and asked me to come in to go over my results. I figured if they wanted to tell me to my face, then something must have shown up in the bloodwork. Once I was in the exam room the doctor came in and gave me a few pamphlets and said, 'I can't technically diagnose you because I'm not a rheumatologist, but based on your symptoms and blood-work, I'd say you have lupus.' I left the office not really thinking much of it, imagining I'd take some pills and be all better. I remember calling my parents while I was walking to my car and my mom was definitely quite upset upon hearing the undiagnosed diagnosis. That made me wonder if maybe I should be more worried.
I got a referral to a rheumatologist, the closest one, which was still 45 minutes away and since I didn't have insurance I had to pay out of pocket. Rheumatology visits are upwards of $200 and that doesn't include any labwork. Trying to figure out how to pay for it all had me more worried than what life would be like with this disease. I had to wait what felt like an eternity to get in to see the specialist although I'm sure it was only about a month. In the meantime I applied for various jobs in Santa Barbara and was hired at a holistic animal clinic as a receptionist/veterinary technician.
I went to see the rheumatologist, who was very old, but kind. He ran more labs and said that with my symptoms and a positive ANA (anti-nuclear antibody) test that I indeed did have Systemic Lupus Eurythmatosus AKA SLE. And with that, my life was changed forever
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Still waiting and praying for you to go into remission. (Actually getting healed would be better), Seems like this is just not fair. As your mother, My heart breaks for you, and what you go through on a daily basis. I am so proud of you, for being such a fantastic, daughter , mother, and wife.
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