Hi! However you have landed on my page, I want to take the time to welcome you into my life with autoimmune disease.
I am in the process of “reconstructing” my page so bare with me if you already know all the details. I will be posting new content once a week once I get my page cleaned up a bit. 🙂
So, I’m Tabitha and I have mixed connective tissue disease. Mixed connective tissue disease is sort of an umbrella term used to describe features like Lupus, systemic sclerosis, and polymyositis. Most often other problems will develop like Raynauds, joint pains, skin abnormalities, muscle weakness, fatigue, and problems with internal organs. It affects my entire body, but more so my digestive system, autonomic nervous system and blood. Simply put, I have a lot of stuff going on with my body that is hard to figure out.
I am married to my husband David, of 22 years! We have a sixteen year old girl and a thirteen year old boy. Life has not been easy to say the least for the last 6 or so years for any of us. There have been many hospital stays, near death experiences, many sick days, and special times that I have missed. With that being said, we have cherished the moments we have shared and made the best of the times we have had to cut short.
Autoimmune Disease does not define me or my family though, it is simply a part of our life, and of course we know it’s not because of anything we did or didn’t do, it’s just bad genes. My daughter also has mixed connective tissue disease but right now at sixteen, she is only showing very minimal symptoms. As a mother, I do fear that my daughter will one day in a battle of her own with this illness, but all I can do right now is lay it in God’s hands and know that if he has taken care of me, he will take care of her too. If you passed me by in public you may not even know that I am sick, more than likely I would smile and when asked I would say I am good.
That’s because despite all the chaos going on in my body, even if I am really feeling like I can barely go on… I am….good. I am blessed.
With that being said, it’s not always easy to get up every day and start this thing all over again. I have moments, sometimes days and weeks just like everyone else facing a ton of overwhelming stuff. Some days, are just plain traumatic, and somedays I just quit. Hey I am human.
I could not face each day without my faith. God is my constant, and my strength. When I am afraid, he is all I have.
I hope to encourage you and serve as an example that even though life is not always perfect, there is always hope because to me, even when all is lost, there is always a little hope.