Last weekend, I was doing my FAVORITE weekend thing and making breakfast for myself and Rocky. I put the eggs on to fry, added a little salt, and then grabbed a glass for my juice and a plate for my eggs. I turned around, opened the fridge, and pulled out the orange juice. I turned BACK around, unscrewed the lid to the juice, and poured it.
All over my plate.
As it turns out, there is a thing called “lupus fog” that causes perfectly smart, reasonable people to have completely dodoheaded moments where they do things like, for instance, pour orange juice all over a breakfast plate. Or get lost in the middle of a city they’ve known for years. Or forget words they use every day.
As it turns out, I have lupus.
It’s interesting, because lupus is a word that’s been tossed around in my life for a few years now — alongside words like autoimmune condition, rheumatoid arthritis, connective tissue, Sjogren’s Syndrome, and a host of other scary sounds. When you have mysterious symptoms and you don’t see the same doctor regularly, you tend to get a lot of words thrown around like that.
Well, FINALLY, I have a home in a town where I can go see the same doctor as many times as I want. And my doctor found out that I had pain in my joints and a murky medical past, took a lot of my blood and ran a lot of tests and told me what I think I knew somewhere inside already – that I have lupus. That I was, actually, sitting before her, a “textbook example of lupus.”
So, here I go, moving forward as a 24 year old woman who officially has lupus — and with it, a reason to get serious, shape up, eat healthy, exercise, and keep this body as healthy as I possibly can.
I’m not sure why I wanted to write this post and get my news officially “out there,” other than because:
1.) It’s my blog and I haven’t been writing lately and here’s something to write about. Life! It’s happening!
2.) I’ve already taken a lot of solace in reading the blogs of other people with lupus. The internet is a nasty place sometimes, but it’s also a wonderful tool for networking and finding other people who are in your same boat. I don’t plan to make this blog a “Lupus + Me” narrative, but I probably will be talking about life with a condition like mine. Consider it a new layer to the parfait that is this blog.
Are you reading? Do you have lupus? Welcome to my boat! Let’s float together.