When it all began...

The last few years to me are very blurry and I can only remember so much. I have had my good days and unfortunately many bad. I still am unable to think about how many young children are suffering with situations worst than mine. I am currently 16 and living with lupus. Lupus became apart of me when I was 14. I had early signs of it though. I constantly asked my parents if it was possible for someone my age to get arthritis, and they would say no, thinking I was just complaining. My parents are wonderful though, and when they knew something was wrong they made sure the doctors found the problem. From what I can remember, I was running the mile in p.e and noticed my hands were turning blue, and I knew something was wrong. Then later that week while in p.e again I blew out my hip and was unable to walk. I had basketball tryouts for this team called the Las Vegas Elite and was determined to make the team, so I played anyway hurt hip and all. It all ended to soon though, when my hands turned blue again, which we now know is from Raynauds. I didn't want to stop playing though, I knew that I could not look weak by sitting out so I just kept playing, until I almost blacked out. So the next day we went to the doctor and she referred me right away to a rhumatologist. A few months later we got into the rhumy, she took a look at me, and took some tests. It ended up my ANA was sky high and that basically proved that I had lupus. My feet were so swollen at the time that I was unable to fit them in my own shoes. She prescribed me prednisone and here I am two years later still a statistic.