I apologise in advance to all those reading this that have heard the events time and time again or were unfortunate to see it all first hand, but i thought it important to fill in the gaps for those that are completely new to my story and how things came to be.
I was diagnosed in December 2009 with MCTD (mixed connective tissue disease) and borderline Lupus (SLE). The previous 6 months to a year before hand had been the turning point for me starting to realise that something in my body just wasn't working right, but in hindsight i can track back odd little symptoms way back to 2006. Unexplained aches and pains, sore patches of skin that would appear and disappear that i thought was psoriasis, stomach problems that i thought was a touch of IBS, and most significantly joint pain and problems. Gradually the issues with my joints got worse, there'd be times when i couldn't bend my fingers or wrist or straighten my arm without red hot pain shooting through it and Mark (my now lovely husband - hello darling !) would have to dress me... this was 2007.
Doctors poo poo'd me off with pain killers and anti inflammatories saying i may have a touch of arthritis. I carried on regardless and the symptoms gradually increased, more pain killers and more shrugging shoulders at the GP surgery.
As 2009 dawned so did the awful fatigue, a feeling beyond tired it's like a black cloak that knocks you over, your hands and legs shake, you feel sick and there's nothing you can do but go to bed and hope it goes away. Then the fever and chills kicked in, again it would put me in bed shivering like i had the flu yet sweating unbelievable.. in the morning i'd sometimes feel better, refreshed but the rash had started to leave its mark, blotchy little butterfly kisses dotting my neckline after the fevers.
The final straw came in late November that year, after the rash had become hugely more apparent, spread across my neck and down my arms, and a near collapse at work I picked up the phone and requested an emergency appointment that day. By a strange coincidence the only emergency appointment left was with a GP whom i later found out had a history working in Rheumatology before going into general practice. She was sympathetic and astute to the symptoms i was experiencing and demanded a full run of blood tests. 3 weeks later i was sat in the same room again on my lunch break expecting her to tell me i had hormone problems or a thyroid issue. When she mentioned the word Lupus i had absolutely no idea the seriousness of what she meant, "right ok" i said. She printed a lot of information off looked at me with sad eyes and told me i was being referred to the hospital for more tests. I returned to work and went about my business, i made the calls to Mark, Mum and Dad and carried on... Now i wish i could go back and scream at 2009 claire and say "DO YOU KNOW HOW SERIOUS THIS IS!" but in truth i didn't really mind, i'd heard of it and knew the basics but didn't quite really understand. Everyone else seemed to be more worried than me and to this day I honestly cannot explain my complacency, i wasn't in denial and i wasn't trying to be brave i just.. was.
After visits to rheumatology i was fired up with a cortisone injection to help my joints and given a prescription for hydroxychloroquine, the basic bread and butter of MCTD/lupus medications and things seemed relatively stable for over a year.
Late January 2011 and 5 months before my wedding i started to feel very sick, puffy face, eyes, a cough that would not shift and despite being on a new years / pre wedding countdown diet i had somehow put on 7lbs.
NEXT Just a blur:
Alarms bells, doctors, urine test, a flapping GP, something about kidneys, a phone call to the hospital, packed off in a taxi to the hospital, more blood tests, a long wait, lots of serious faces, more stuff about kidney problems, kidneys not working properly, lupus antibodies are a perhaps attacking, must have kidney biopsy to confirm, one weeks wait, legs and stomach start to swell with fluid, start being sick, go for biopsy, can't have biopsy blood pressure is soaring, medication for a week to bring it down come back next week for biopsy, strapped to a table, big clamp on my back, kidney biopsy taken, lying flat still for 6 hours, kidney biopsy comes back, brand new doctor comes in with serious face, think i was on my own? can't remember, kidneys are failing, we're keeping you in to stabilise you, you've got to have 6 months of a chemo based therapy or you're going to be in big trouble.................. pause.
