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.
I’m honored to share a guest article written by Emily who has lupus. She authors a blog which she credits as being her “online diary of life with a chronic illness”. Emily’s fluid writing style reads as if she’s having a conversation with you. I admire her candidness about how lupus affects her life.
It has been a while since I posted an article that I authored and I humbly apologize for my lengthy absence. I do have a justified explanation, though. A short while back, I was in a car accident.
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 2nd guest writer is a wife whose husband has lupus. She shares their emotionally moving journey that led to his diagnosis. While lupus effects mostly women, it’s important to know and spread the word that men can have lupus too.
I entered the courthouse, filed into the mandatory security screening. Then I was shocked silent from the verbal brutality. (It is my private business that I have a lupus handicap.)
My choices were rather simple and straight forward: 1. undergo brain surgery, or 2. risk potential paralysis
My vision is a place where people with chronic illnesses can own homes and live among fellow spoonies. A spoonie community. A spoonity.