My Story On Lupus

While Lupus has been around for years, there are still people who have never heard of the disease. It is estimated about 80 percent of the general public knows little to nothing about Lupus. Did you know every half-hour someone is diagnosed with Lupus and women of color are 2-3 times more likely to develop the disease? While anyone can get Lupus, African-Americans, Asians, Pacific Islanders, and Native Americans are diagnosed with lupus two or three times more frequently than Caucasians.

Lupus has affected my family for over 30 years. My mother had Lupus and I never knew she was suffering from the disease until her last days on earth.

My mother was a strong person and for the 14 years I’ve had the pleasure of her being in my life, she never let my brother and I know she was suffering from this autoimmune disease. She, as much as possible, wanted to remain normal despite the illness she faced. Though we seen the hip replacement surgery, the heart surgery, the struggling days, and when she could no longer work anymore, we still never put two and two together.  We knew mommy didn’t always feel her best, but yet, she remained resilient and I always thought she would be okay. But as the oldest, I did start to worry and no longer was convinced that my mother was just ill sometimes. It wasn’t until March of 2000 after my mother suffered a massive stroke that I knew she was more than just ‘sick’ sometimes. Days after my mother had the stroke my father sat me down in my room and told me she had lupus. Unaware of what the disease was, I remember instantly becoming depressed, worried, and concerned. Not only because of the massive stroke she just endured and is now fighting for her life, but the days that would be ahead for us and for her. But I didn’t realize that for twenty years of her life, she was already fighting. And this massive stroke that we’ve witnessed was just apart of another battle of her Lupus and the biggest battle she would face.

When my father left to go back to the hospital to check on my mother, I went online to find out exactly what lupus was. I was hesitant and nervous. Nervous because I wasn’t sure what I was about to read. But I was curious and wanted to be self-informed on what my mother suffered from. I typed the word lupus into yahoo and braced myself for whatever I was about to read and hoped that my 14-year-old self could handle it.

I found that Lupus is an autoimmune disease in mainly two forms : SLE and Discoid lupus. The discoid lupus affects the skin and causes rashes typically in the face, neck, and scalp.

SLE short for Systemic Lupus Erythematosus is the typically the most common form of Lupus and the most serious affecting your vital organs. SLE can affect many parts of a person’s body, including kidneys, heart, lungs, brain, blood and skin. Symptoms tend to vary among patients and can change often and suddenly. There is no cure for Lupus, and patients are typically put on a steroid to help control the disease and to limit the patient from having flare-ups.

A flare up are periods of times when you are experiencing the symptoms of lupus. They can happen unexpectedly and suddenly without a warning. You can be fine one day, and wake up extremely sick the next. There is no way to predict when the flare-up will happen, how bad it will be, or how long it will last. When your symptoms are under control, the disease is in remission.

My mother suffered from SLE, and after doing research I began to understand why this disease was so debilitating on her body.  Lupus can affect any major organ. Typically, your doctor will test your kidney function as kidney problems is common among lupus patients. My mother’s lupus affected her circulatory system. While my mother was only 41 years young, because of the Lupus, she suffered from heart disease, P.A.D., cardiovascular disease, which made her body feel like she was 90 years old. Although she had a quadrupedal bypass surgery,  the lupus still made the immune system hard to fight and she eventually had a massive stroke.

From that point on I wanted to know more about lupus and how I could help toward the recovery for my mother.  All of her life she was a fighter in everything she did. I started to think about all the things she had done, and the only thing I could say to myself was “man, she did a whole lot for someone who was considered to be sick”.  My mother fought for six months but unfortunately passed away in August of 2000 at home surrounded by the people she loved the most. From that day on, I vowed to make others aware of the beautiful person my mother was and how lupus affected her life.

But during my fight to raise awareness on Lupus, I didn’t know years later I would be fighting my own fight against the disease.

Fast forward three years later. I was in the beginning of my senior year in high school.  Around Thanksgiving I remember getting very ill and what doctors diagnosed as the flu. I was out of school for about a week or so.  But my symptoms didn’t really show any signs of improvement. I often times couldn’t breathe and my father eventually took me to see one of my mother’s doctors. The doctor was concerned that my heart raced very fast but after numerous tests couldn’t give an answer as to why.  Nothing came back. So he tested for Lupus around the heart and checked for blockages in my body. Still nothing came back.

As the months went by, I lost weight but I did begin to get better.  I just thought it was the flu and doctor’s was just overly concerned. But two years later I would feel a sharp pain in my chest that had me frightened for my life. After a rush to the emergency room, doctor’s said, you’ll be fine with antibiotics, because pneumonia was “all it was”. And that I did. I began to get better again until two years later while I was at Rutgers University I got sick again. This time doctor’s in the emergency room were not sending me home with antibiotics.

I remember the emergency room doctor coming in my room with a very grim look on his face. First he told me my blood count was severely low, and I had pneumonia again but this time proceeded to say one thing that scared me : have you ever heard of sickle cell anemia?

Pneumonia again within a two year period? All I could say was yes I’ve heard of sickle cell anemia. My immune system was so low, my blood count was so low, that doctor’s started relating it to sickle cell. But sickle cell anemia is inherited and I knew absolutely no one in my family who carried that trait. I mean that doesn’t mean I couldn’t have it, but I just felt like it wasn’t.

But I went with it. Further tests revealed that I didn’t have sickle cell but they did ,however, found a small mass on my lung. There at the age of 21 I was faced with a cancer scare.

I had a biopsy done on my right lung and the mass was deemed to be benign. I was thankful but now I had to go to numerous of doctor’s to find out how that mass got there. I’ve heard sarcoidosis, rare blood disorder, and not one doctor could figure it out. The mass hasn’t grew since but I do get it checked regularly.

Over time I started to get better again until about six years later symptoms started to arise again. This time I was always fatigue, unexplained pain in my body, my joints were hurting, often times I had trouble breathing, and my hair started falling out in patches. After numerous trips to the doctors and ER, still nothing came back. They would just send me home with Prednisone. Ironically a steroid to treat Lupus patients, but was given to me to help build back up my immune system at the time.

That was until one day I came home from work and my father looked at me with the most worried look I had ever seen on his face. I asked him what was wrong. He asked me was everything okay at work. I said it wasn’t the greatest but okay and I proceeded to ask why. He said because you have a rash on your face and it is the shape of a butterfly. He knew the disease all too well. And we both looked in the mirror and saw a rash in the shape of a butterfly on my face. During that week, I started to break out in hives and became very ill like I had the flu. I went to my primary doctor again. You have a respiratory infection he says. I became angry because again being sick and sick and was being sent home with antibiotics. This time I told him when he checks my blood, you need to check for Lupus again. I seen the butterfly rash on my face and my hair is falling out I exclaimed. I wasn’t trying to claim I had Lupus but I just knew something was going on.

The years I’ve been seeing him, he was always hesitant to check for Lupus because all the symptoms over the years did not match to Lupus, as he said.  My doctor checked for Lupus again and this time, my ANA came back positive. My primary doctor was now referring me to see a Rheumatologist.

ANA stands for Antinuclear Antibodies. ANA is usually tested through blood work and is used to check for autoimmune diseases. A positive ANA does not necessarily mean you have an autoimmune disease like lupus. This is why my doctor sent me to a Rheumatologist so further tests can be made to determine if I have lupus. Your doctor will check for medical history, do a complete exam, blood/urine sample, will test the kidneys and rheumatic factors.

In March of 2014, I was diagnosed with a mild case of Lupus SLE and mixed connective tissue disease which is a cause of Lupus. I have started a medication called Plaquenil,which is used to treat mild forms of Lupus. My mother was on the steroid Predisone, because her case was more severe than mine.

I always remember when my father would tell me my mother’s story on lupus, he said it took doctor’s years for them to properly diagnose her. In fact, it took her to almost die for them to equate her constant sickness with lupus. She was 19 years old and a student at Howard University at the time.

I just remember years of not feeling well, unexplained swellings in my body, pain in my body, literally couldn’t breathe, and all the tests done in the world and nothing coming back. This is very real fact about Lupus: it is hard to diagnose. It is often mistaken as other diseases and the symptoms closely relate to HIV symptoms.

The most common signs of lupus are:

• a red rash or color changing on the face, often in the shape of a butterfly around the nose and cheeks
• painful or swollen joints
• unexplainable fever
• chest pain with (deep breathing)
• swollen glands
• extreme fatigue (feeling tired all the time)
• unusual hair loss (mainly in the scalp)
• pale or purple fingers (from the cold or stress)
• sensitivity to the sun
• low blood count
• depression, trouble thinking, and memory loss

Lupus can affect any major organ in your body and it always imperative to keep track of your symptoms and make your doctor aware of any new aches, pains, and reactions to medicine. I call the disease the great pretender, because while I look fine on the outside, I can be feeling terrible on the inside.

My diagnosis only makes me want to become healthier. The goal is maintaining your lupus by preventing flare ups as much as possible, and eliminating stress. This is why I’ve taken the step to making a lifetime commitment of eating more healthier and staying out the sun. Lupus isn’t a disease with a simple answer and taking a pill will not make it go away. It is a non-curable disease with periods of remission. But I know adding stress eliminators to my life will help me better manage the disease.

Having previous knowledge about the disease and supportive family and friends around is helping me get through my recent diagnosis. Having lupus is a not a death sentence. When someone asks me how I feel today I say: I’m pushing. My goal is to continue living my life just like my beautiful mother did. And boy, that she did.

I want to be able to use this blog to express my feelings on fighting this disease and tips I have learned along the way to manage it.

I hope you enjoy!