During the fall of 2019 I felt like I was transforming into a cartoon character. My ankles starting swelling, my hands puffed up, and I was slowly turning into a big balloon. For one month I took test after test after test. My doctor was amazing, but had no idea what was wrong. I was certain that this is what happens when you're headed to forty, the transformation into a cartoon superhero was starting to take action.
By Halloween, I met one of the best Rheumatologists in the Stanford medical system and she changed my life. That day I learned that I was officially not transforming into a superhero, I had lupus. From that moment I did what ever it took to help my body fight inflammation and keep my lupus at bay.
But first I had I to power through my very first flare. If you ever wanted to know what it felt like to be immobilized, lupus will gladly let you know. I felt pain in joints I never knew existed and was certain, this is it, im done for. But with the small amount of optimism I could muster to hold, I researched everything I could from diet to shampoo, to sunscreen. I knew there had to be a way to fight this beast.