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Exactly one year ago I posted a run on Strava where I admitted in frustration to walking most of the 3 miles because my feet hurt so badly. I remember speaking to my rheumatologist about it and as a result,… Continue Reading →
Lying still on an operating table as the largest needle in the history of the world penetrated my chest in order to drain the fluid that was slowly squeezing my heart to death, shook me to my core. I silently… Continue Reading →
Not gonna lie. That run really hurt. In fact, the whole week hurt. The only other day I managed to run was Tuesday, which ended up being a six miler, despite my skepticism I’d even be able to manage three…. Continue Reading →
Time to celebrate because last weekend I finally logged a double digit run! My 10 miler on Sunday is the farthest I’ve run since March 12, 2023 when I ran the Celebrate Life half marathon. That race was my “prove-to-myself-I-can-come-back-from-long-Covid-and-pericarditis”… Continue Reading →
Your blood tests are normal. Your x-rays look great. I have nothing here to base a diagnosis on. We ran all kinds of tests and there’s nothing abnormal to see. How ironic that a year ago I wrote about being… Continue Reading →
Wait! What did my rheumatologist just say?! All of my labs are back to normal, and all the markers that previously indicated lupus are now negative? It took a while for that to actually sink in after my rheumatologist appointment… Continue Reading →
Did I actually just leave a doctor’s appointment smiling? Yes! Finally! It feels great to walk out without feeling stupid, frustrated or angry. There’ve been plenty of those negative moments over the past two years so naturally I’ve gotten in… Continue Reading →
“Your blood pressure is too low for us to give you any pain meds, but we’ll numb the point of insertion. Just take deep breaths and relax. You are in really good hands.” It’s hard to believe that’s the scenario… Continue Reading →
Because there’s been so much confusion and debate over what is actually going on in my body for the last two years, it seems strange to now have a diagnosis. One minute I accept having lupus, but then I immediately… Continue Reading →
Over the past two years, I have completely lost trust (although I didn’t have much to begin with) in our traditional medical system. Personally, I’ve been dealing with a myriad of symptoms for two years now. Whenever I talk to… Continue Reading →