Living Day to Day with RA
It’s that time of year again. The snow has blanketed the entirety of New England and the temperature has dropped below 30 degrees. I dread the winter. Once more for emphasis: I dread the winter. For many RA patients it is the heat that does them in, as it increases the swelling in their inflamed areas. I, however, feel at my worst when it is supposed to be the ‘happiest time of the year’. Continue reading “End of Year Reflections”
On a quest to find some healthier options that wouldn’t send my RA into a tizzy or be too earthy crunchy for my taste, I stumbled upon a recipe that instantly intrigued me.
The very last thing I was expecting to be diagnosed with, much like with any other young person living with this disease, was Rheumatoid Arthritis. At the very young age of seventeen, and after seeing a handful of other specialists, I ended up at the Rheumatologist’s as a last resort and one I expected little outcome from. Then, results came back in and my factors were off. Immediately I was sent into the initially confusing and overwhelming world of RA, and treated for all the symptoms I was having. After it was explained it all made sense; my aching hands, my incredibly frequent sinus infections and fevers, my all-encompassing fatigue, the significant swelling in my knees. It all made sense and I came to realize that I had probably been unknowingly living with Rheumatoid Arthritis for years.
The Happy Sick Kid 