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She flies with her own wings. My name is Molly, and this is my story. I am twenty-three and I have had Scleroderma ever since I can remember.
My name is Molly, and this is my story. I am twenty-three and I have had Scleroderma ever since I can remember. I was so young when the doctor finally diagnosed me, under 10 years old, that I don't remember to much of the diagnosis. I remember asking my mom, "What's it called again?" Little did I know that this one word would change my entire life. Growing up it was hard to explain to kids my age just exactly what it was that set me apart. After two biopsies, I was left with two horrible scars on my upper right arm. It was a hard thing, to not be self conscious, growing up knowing that you were different. My Scleroderma is located mostly on my upper right arm, and crosses over my back onto my left arm. It wasn't until this past year that I started having really any difficulties with the disease. In December of 2011, I was diagnosed with Rheumatoid Arthritis and Raynaud's Phenomenon. I have tried every kind of medication and finally found a combination that works for me. The main medicine being Methotrexate. It's really easy to get so caught up in an everyday routine, and sometimes we forget to count our blessings. I may have been born with this horrible disease, but God gave me this disease for a reason. I may not know that reason just yet, but I know that I can do great things. I have a wonderful, and supportive family. Some days are harder than others, but I know that everything in life happens for a reason. |
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