It started with pain in my left knee. I thought nothing of it at first, but as it spread to both of my ankles, I knew something was wrong. I went to the doctor, and heard the words I dreaded: reactive arthritis.
My life was put on hold for a few months as I adjusted to the medication and underwent physical therapy. It was hard to stay positive as the pain only seemed to get worse. But I never gave up. With time, the inflammation began to decrease and the joints started to feel better.
I worked to keep my spirits high, and that really made a difference in my recovery. I began to feel stronger and more in touch with my body. I continued my physical therapy and gradually added exercise back into my routine.
My reactive arthritis journey has been long and difficult. But what I’ve had to endure has made me realize how precious health is. Today, I’m grateful to feel healthy and pain-free. I’ll never take my mobility for granted ever again.