A Brief Note On Lupus And Limes Disease

She went through every emotion she could but she always tried to be brave for her family. My father took on so many roles to help her. He would work all day, come home and cook dinner, wash dishes, and then he would wake up every four hours during the night to give her the medication she needed. My sisters and I did the best we could to have the rest of the house run smoothly. Not having the house clean or dinner cooked would upset my mother and would make her anxious which in turn would cause more difficulties with her breathing. We all got used to not having her at school functions and my father attended as many as he could. Our family tried to work together to help my mother and not cause her any more anxiety. My mother eventually was not able to fight anymore and she passed away at the age of 55. I was 21 years old married and pregnant with my first son. The Doctors never explained to any of us, or helped us to understand how living with AAT or having someone you love with AAT would affect your

I come from a family that is not the best. Like most families, we;re  not perfect but I would say we're a little more messed up than the average family. Most of the people around me didn't go to college, do drugs, or sit at home doing nothing with their lives, and along with that, my family isn't blessed with great health. When I was 15 years old, sophomore year, My grandmother got really sick. My nana was sick for a while but I was just oblivious to it and did not notice until it got really bad. She had stage 4 lung cancer which then traveled to her brain, pancreas, liver, and spine. Life became brutal for her and she moved into my house where we had to give her care 24/7. The simplest things such as bathing, walking, and using the bathroom, were no longer possible for her to do on her own. Being only 15 years old, it was extrememly difficult and stressful to deal with all of my school work and also take care of my grandmother but I somehow managed. It was terrifying seeing my nana in the condition that she was in and then having to walk into school everyday and be happy and focused knowing what I had to go home to. I never understood how serious it was until it started progressing and soon it was too

That day when I returned home from school, my mom’s boyfriend called me asking to speak to my grandmother. Typically, Gus would call my grandmother himself if he wanted to speak with her, which was rare. I found out about my mom going to the hospital from my grandmother after that phone call. The doctor told my family that a stroke afflicted her in the middle of the day. My mom confused the date with her birthday, had trouble getting words out and remembering our family member’s names. The nurse had to take her for walks periodically and exercise her legs and arms because they were weak. Seeing my mother in this condition made me appreciate my mother and everything she does for me tremendously. However, I was terrified for my mother’s health.

Mother: a term, an idea, an individual. In my case, a singular woman associated with love, nurture, and safety. Unfortunately, life rarely, if ever, takes an individual’s feelings into consideration when doling out hardships. My mother was diagnosed with cancer October 2007, and immediately engaged in chemotherapy in an attempt to slow the disease’s spread. The treatment seemed to work, and she entered remission. In the theme of most things good, it was over way too fast. In almost no time at all, I could barely recognize my own mother; so heavily had the cancer retaliated and so swiftly had her body shed every ounce of fat. Due to the amount of pain and discomfort she experienced during the initial chemotherapy treatments, my mother opted to forego additional treatments (heedless of outside advice), pursuing alternative medicines instead. I cannot accurately describe the feelings of pain, helplessness, and despair I felt watching my mother, the woman who cared for me whenever I was sick, wasting away in front of me. Her pain ended on December 27th, 2009, when her body finally lost the fight against itself. The day I lost my mother was the single most horrible day of my life.

Everyone knows the disastrous effects cancer has on a person and their loved ones. Knowing that my mom was misdiagnosed, there could've been a moment when she may have still been here on Earth. During 2005, my mom noticed that something was wrong with her. This realization lead her to go seek a doctor at Lincoln hospital. During her examination, the doctors didn't noticed anything was wrong. After three years she went back again, and Dr. Max Ann examined my mother a second time,but this time he discovered that she had cancer. This

When my dad came home that evening he sat me down and asked me if I knew what cancer was. I had an idea so I just nodded my head, he went on to tried to explain to me how bad the cancer was that my mom had been diagnosed with. Seeing my dad so afraid scared me. The fear I felt then led me to realize that I needed to try and hide it because it would only hurt my dad more to see his children so upset. I did my best to help, I tucked my little sisters into bed while my mom was away at the hospital, read them stories and did the best I could at preparing snacks to comfort them. After my mom arrived home and she recovered from the surgery she started chemotherapy. The miserable treatment that attacks the cancer also makes her very ill. Every other week she was sick. Before every bad week I wanted to cry, but that wouldn’t help anyone. Lane and Kenna already were crying, if I cried it could only hurt my parents

Most people will experience something horrible in their lives. As a young child, I was ignorant to the idea that bad things could happen in my life. One cold day in November, my Mom said that she was feeling a little sick and had some pain in her neck. After some tests, the doctors came up with a diagnosis, it was devastating. Even after the evidence from X-Rays and MRI scans, my family was trying to find any reason to deny the truth. My Mom, Gricelda Martinez Ozuna, the strongest and most determined person I knew was fading away and I knew my time with her was shortening every passing moment.

Lupus is an autoimmune inflammatory that occurs mostly in women. Lupus causes joint pain, multiple red lesions on the body. With time disorder can progress into a life-threatening issues involving the heart, kidneys, lungs and other vital organs. Lupus is disease in which the immune system fights against the body. The immune system is designed to fight against unwanted organisms and bacteria but does not attack its own body tissues. Lupus is a genetic disease that is inherited. There is no cause of the disease but is linked to genes and chromosomes. The disease can be triggered due to environmental factors. Such as: smoking, stress, infection, medication, antibiotics and much more. Lupus is hard to diagnose until there is damage to the

Lupus is still somewhat of a mystery to physicians and scientists today. Historically, the disease has stumped medical professionals. The first known discovery and identification of lupus, specifically systemic lupus erythematosus, was made by Hippocrates, a Greek physician, around the time of 400 BC. The disease became more well known after many years, and by the late 1700’s, two British dermatologists Robert Willan and Thomas Bateman had started to “use the term “lupus” to describe a destructive skin disease preferentially affecting the face and the nose” (Konya, 2016). Then the modern era of lupus began in 1923, when one doctor discovered four cases with similar symptoms. The physical details of the disease became more specific and by 1967, doctors were able to find a way to test for the antibodies that were associated with the disease. In the past, people thought the symptoms of lupus resembled a wolf bite, and some theorized the skin swelling and color changing was caused by werewolves. This theory has since been proven wrong, clearly. Because of this theory though, some people with the disease may have been wrongfully mistreated in the past. Today, lupus is a disease that allows people to receive help from the government under disability status. People with Lupus are not mistreated and in most places, are even protected by disability discrimination acts.

With those statistics, my mother would not see me graduate college, or get married, or have children. With those statistics, my mother would not see my little sister even graduate high school. With those statistics, my mother could no longer grow old with the love of her life. At first, I was furious. My mother had already led a life full of pain and now she had to endure one of the most deadly forms of cancer. I had never imagined a life without my mother around, and now my vision of the future crumbled. My obsession with social status dwindled when I realized that there was much more to life than having nice clothing. I no longer cared about "fitting in" or "looking cool". When my mom, who had absolutely no symptoms for her cancer, discovered her illness, I understood that we will all eventually die. I no longer had an invincible mindset that most teenagers have. I began looking at life from a different perspective. I realized that there was no guarantee of happiness in this world. I learned that if you wanted something, you had to fight for it. My mother now had to fight for her life. For six months, my mother bravely battled through

Knowing that my mother was fighting such a hideous disease left me feeling powerless and unable to do anything about it. I’ve always loved giving a hand to the ones in need, but in this occasion I could not help the person that I love the most. I began to feel desperation when I saw that my mother began to lose her hair and her weight very rapidly. I wanted to do something about it, but I did not know what to do. I wanted to get her a cure, but I did not know how to cure her. Then I realized that the only way I can help my mother was by being strong for her and allow her to feel my support. All I wanted was for my mother to have hope that everything would turn out fine. My mother ended up beating cancer all because she never lost her faith and remained strong throughout her chemotherapy.

I cannot describe what I felt when my mom told me she had cancer. I was sad, I was scared; I did not even know if I felt anything. My mom, however, stayed positive and hopeful while I stayed quiet and seemingly apathetic. There was an obvious ironic contrast between the emotional state of me and the woman who actually had cancer.

Over my life I have faced many difficult situations, but none of them have lasted as long or had the same impact as the disease that my mom has faced. Since I was 8 years old, she started developing problems of her feet stinging, and as time progressed the stinging spread to the rest of her body. As this happened, daily tasks became harder and harder for her and some days all she could do was sleep the pain away. With visits to many doctors and different specialists she has learned that this is most likely some form of fibromyalgia and that it likely isn’t going away anytime soon. During this I had to learn to be very independent and be able to rely on myself on days where she could not do much. As my sister was moved away, the only other person

Over the next few days we planned an intervention for her. My mom called the rest of the family and told them everything.

Life can be brutal. One moment we are relaxing on our back porch, and the next we are on our way to the hospital. Bad things happen all the time, but we can never be fully prepared for them. My mom had been feeling sick for a while but we all assumed something minor. We never expected a relentless fight for my mother’s life from one of the deadliest diseases of this world. I received the call, sitting in the driver’s seat of my grandmother’s car on my way to buy an outfit for an interview I had. I can remember every little detail of that day. “Your mom has Leukemia.” It sounded like the most bizarre sentence at the time. We learned that she would need to be transported down to Indianapolis for extensive treatment as soon as possible. We didn’t know what to expect, but we knew it