I can still vividly recall the day my joint pain began. I shook it off as just a minor annoyance and tried to get on with my life. I hoped the pain would eventually fade away, but it kept getting worse, then after a few weeks, I went to the doctor. He tested, poked and prodded me, then he finally diagnosed me with Polymyalgia Rheumatica.
It felt like a death sentence – I didn’t think I would ever be able to go back to my normal life. I felt so much confusion and fear. I struggled to handle the constant pain and fatigue, my limited mobility and the stiffness in my joints.
If there was a silver lining, it was the support system I had available to me. My family and friends were incredibly understanding and supportive. They supplied me with a shoulder to lean on when I needed to cry and a helping hand when I needed to get around.
My diagnosis meant I had to make some significant lifestyle changes. I reduced my workload, took up yoga and relaxation exercises, and I began taking medications for my condition. Although I had to make adjustments to my lifestyle, I was able to manage my condition and still live a happy, active life.
Maybe one day there will be a cure for Polymyalgia Rheumatica. Until that day, I will continue to rely on my support system, therapies, and medications to remain active and enjoy my life.