We have been walking every single day for the past 4 days....sounds like a small number, but with Lupus it's a miracle. And every day I wake up expecting to not be able to more. The first few mornings were the worst. Honestly I almost didn't make it to the bathroom on day 2. I notice for me I am getting enormous inflammation around my hip joints, shoulders, elbows and hands. My feet and legs are surprisingly totally fine, which leads me to believe that the amount of walking I'm doing my body can tolerate from a structural point. It's just the swelling triggered by the repetitive movement from the walking. I can push through all that, I wont get much else done, but at least I will be consistently exercising and chugging along until my immune system decides to take a chill pill.
I have been increasing my water, not skipping on my supplements, taking my CBD oil and rubbing down with essential oils like turmeric, oregano and frank. I've also been adding a healing meditation along with a typical meditation I normally do and have been hitting the hay earlier.
So, that's my attack on getting rid of the Lupus weight I've had packed on for the past 10 years. Excited for 2019... what about you?
This is kind of long, but if you truly want to know what my life is
like with Lupus then read.
By Christine Miserandino www.butyoudontlooksick.com
My
best friend and I were in the diner, talking. As usual, it was very
late and we were eating French fries with gravy. Like normal girls our
age, we spent a lot of time in the diner while in college, and most of
the time we spent talking about boys, music or trivial things, that
seemed very important at the time. We never got serious about anything
in particular and spent most of our time laughing.
As I went to
take some of my medicine with a snack as I usually did, she watched me
with an awkward kind of stare, instead of continuing the conversation.
She then asked me out of the blue what it felt like to have Lupus and be
sick. I was shocked not only because she asked the random question, but
also because I assumed she knew all there was to know about Lupus. She
came to doctors with me, she saw me walk with a cane, and throw up in
the bathroom. She had seen me cry in pain, what else was there to know?
