My first fight started in 2002 when I was diagnosed with RA (Rheumatoid Arthritis). I was unsure what was going on because the pain and stiffness was sometimes unbearable and I could barely get out of bed. It hit me like a ton of bricks, although my doctor stated that I may have lived with it for sometime. Being the mother of two active children at the time I did not want to accept this diagnosis because my mother has this and I witness the things she endured. After accepting the diagnosis and getting on the correct medication regimen, I came to term with my limitations but did not allow it to slow me down. It just taught me how to learn to deal with the situation and continue on. My biggest concern was would this limit me from participating in activities with my children, which it did slow me down, but I kept going.
In 2011, when I was just getting used to my RA medications changing every other month and all the physical therapy, I was diagnosed with Sarcoma in my upper thigh and immediately began chemotherapy and radiation. Again my life changed a bit but after being a little down about it I told myself you have two teenagers and yourself you need to fight for. Although I am in remission presently I am having a lot of after treatment complications, immune system low, low blood levels, and other issues. In March, my daughter gave birth to my first granddaughter, even if I am having a bad day or struggling her very presents bring me so much joy as well as my two children who always manage to keep me laughing and my spirits up. If they see me tired or looking down they always encourage me or do something goofy that just seems to give me renewed strength.
My children, Jameica, Kaseem, grandbaby, Alaycia, mother-in-love (law), father-in-love (law), entire family, and my friend’s helped me through this difficult time, and they still are as I continue to FIGHT LIKE A GIRL. I will continue to do so until I completely win the battle!
The informational content of this article is intended to convey a personal experience and, because every person’s experience is unique, should not be relied upon as a substitute for professional healthcare advice.
This story is intended to convey a personal experience and, because every person’s experience is unique, should not be relied upon as a substitute for professional healthcare advice.