Not too long after I took this picture with my son, my life would take a turn.
Lupus was part of me since the day I was born. Many people, mostly women and mostly women of color, have the potential to experience lupus firsthand but never do. It’s an autoimmune disease that doesn’t always activate in everyone.
I’m not a doctor. I’m going to share my experience with lupus.
Here is a picture of me after I met lupus. That’s me in the purple. It wasn’t lupus that changed my appearance so drastically. It was the treatment. Everyone’s experience is unique. I fully recovered but it never goes away. Just as the potential was there all along- it remains with me forever. So will the lessons I learned along the way. Under the cap is an almost bald head.
I invite you to join me as I sing the Corrido of Estela Caballero. I will post a new story each Saturday. Here I am today with my husband.
Family, friends and others who met me during this time of my journey often ask about the physical changes. There were dramatic swings in my appearance. My husband forever at my side. Had it not been for the mirrors in my house, I never would have understood what made people get that look of shock when they saw me for the first time after I became ill. My husband was my rock and the way he looked at me never changed.