Getting the news was expected, but still hard as I am pretty sensitive to medication I think due to my small frame. I call myself a one-percenter. If it has a small chance of happening…even one percent it happens to me. Fever blister, infertility, hair loss, eye inflammation, dry mouth- me, me, me.
So the journey to start 25mg of steroids daily (a lot!! get ready moon face) and 2000mg of Cellcept…an immune system blocker so mask up begins today.
After meeting with the nephrologist, she suggests getting a kidney biopsy to learn the extent of the kidney damage. Originally, I thought this was a good idea, but as I learn more I question if this is necessary. Of course, I want to know the extent of the damage, but will it change the treatment? If not, then can we skip it?
Who knew the biopsy would be considered an outpatient surgery? The cost is very high since my deductible is high. The recovery is longer than I thought. Just wondering if it is necessary. I know this is a result of Lupus so let’s get it under control.
I question if I do not get it, will I miss treatment that is necessary. Who knows. What I do know is Lupus is evil. It attacks healthy cells. It attacks organs. It masks itself as good. It is deadly, painful and rests only to act up again. It is uncurable and induced by stress but our world is stressful.
So for now I pray and wait and hope for a cure and long for a full life not cut short by disease.
So now that my summer break is here I am ready to tackle this Lupus flare. I was referred to a nephrologist only to learn she is booked up until August. It was devastating since I return to school in August. By God’s miracle, I got a call that said she could see me that afternoon and I went no questions asked.
She reviewed my labs and gave me the news I am stage 5 Lupus Nephritis. Not good. No blood in urine, but very high protein. Crazy because I have no symptoms yet.
She is referring me to get a biopsy to learn how bad it is. The biopsy will determine the treatment. It is so disappointing.
The rising cost of co-pays. The fear that my organs are being attacked. Thinking about living with this disease another 40 years…it is frustrating.
All I can do is give it to God and be okay with whatever may come.