Yesterday, I got the kind of call that's never welcome.
From my doctor.
Who's been testing my blood after a year of health problems.
For autoimmune diseases.
And you know it's never good when a doctor schedules a follow-up call and then calls you two days early. They only do that when there's something to discuss and they're not in the habit of discussing the weather (that has been quite gorgeous lately...)
So, my doctor called to tell me that my blood tests indicate lupus. Or, I should say that 2 of the 3 that he ordered do. He's still waiting on the third, but, in his words, "2 of 3 require action."
In the next few weeks, I'll have a series of tests, including more bloodwork, an MRI, a vision test and an appointment with an opthamologist. I'll also meet with a rheumatologist to discuss long-term treatment options, etc etc.
Luckily, in addition to lupus, I have lots of other things: a personal relationship with my God who loves me, a wonderful husband, two sweet kiddos, awesome extended family / friends, a nice house, great travel opportunities and way too many more blessings to either list or count.
As I end this first post, in what I'm sure will be a series of many, I'm reflecting on the promise of James 1:12 "Blessed is the man who perseveres under trial, because when he has stood the test, he will receive the crown of life that God has promised to those who love Him."
If you're reading this and feel a little bad for me, or sad, or anxious, please know that I'm more than ok. I have the Lord on my side - the one who created the universe, who knew me before I was born and who will guide me through this new chapter of my life.
Peace, love and hugs from Eersel.