Sometimes lupus life overwhelms me and every fear, anxiety, frustration, anger, pain and sadness pours out of my eyes, flooding my cheeks. I’m content not knowing why I cried. Maybe my body felt too much and it decided to weep on my behalf.
I apologize for my lengthy leave of absence on my blog. There has been dissention in my body – lupus complications plague me. I’m running on a lupus hamster wheel (and not losing any weight in the process – thank you very much).
Tears blurred my sight as I lost bearing of the blade on my knife as I chopped romaine lettuce. Everything in my body hurt – lupus pain was in rare form last tonight. I let myself cry away as I risked slicing a finger, mistaking it for a carrot or tomato.
When you are a teenager or young adult, chronic illness derails your life. You are trying to do everything your healthy friends and peers are doing, but most of the time you just can’t.
I haven’t written for a while and I apologize. Lupus dominated my life over the past couple of months. The physical and emotional stress all culminated into a lupus meltdown.
I want to share some happy lupus blog news with you and I promise to explain my reason why at the end of my article. (No cheating and scrolling to the end.)
My vision is a place where people with chronic illnesses can own homes and live among fellow spoonies. A spoonie community. A spoonity.
While no individual physician may meet all of our health needs, or have exhaustive knowledge on any specific disease, that should not excuse doctors from failing to provide care to the point where it may be detrimental to our well-being.
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