Lupus - A Bunch of Poopus.
I was recently diagnosed with Lupus. While it is a crummy diagnosis, I am at least glad that I finally know why I have been feeling off for the last handful of years. I really thought I was going to lose my mind. The pain, the fatigue, swollen joints that wished me a "good morning' each and every day....all are a result of this silly autoimmune disorder that I am unlucky enough to have. I know that my husband, friends and family must have thought I was a hypochondriac. I was always tired and something always felt weird. I thought... "Am I imaging this? Certainly I cannot feel bad - again!" So, I have my diagnosis after a little blood test showed the Smith anti-bodies were positive, throw in a little Raynaud's Syndrome, swollen, painful joints, and pleurisy - and yourself got a nice little Lupus salad, dressing on the side please. My husband has coined the term "Lupus Poopus". I like that. It is poopy. Stress. It is bes...