“Being happy doesn’t mean that everything is perfect.  It means that you’ve decided to look beyond the imperfections.” – Louise Hay

It’s not easy to have a full time career with a chronic disease like Lupus.  It’s the kind of thing that changes from day to day… a few days are good and you’re functioning well, and then a few days you’re down… tired out and in pain.  There are lots of reasons why Lupus can debilitate you… bloody skin rashes, seizures, chronic infections, crippling arthritis, lung inflammation, kidney failure…. It’s just not an easy disease to live with.  And there’s no easy or straight forward treatment.  It seems that different drugs work in different ways for different people.  I might have more inflammation in my brain which causes seizures, another patient might be in kidney failure, someone else might have a bloody rash covering their whole body… it’s a hard disease to treat and it’s a brave doctor who decides to take on the disease and try and help it’s victims lead tolerable lives.  Lupus is a fatal disease, and each of us has to accept that eventually we will die from it.    So working full time, or pursuing a career is not always easy.  Some of us only work part-time, some of us can’t work at all.

I was a teenager when I was first diagnosed, and I spent a lot of time planning a career I could live with as a disabled person, but that’s not always the case for everyone.  Some of you may not have been diagnosed until you were an adult, and had finished job training or spent a lot of money of education and were pursuing a career.  Maybe you were unable to keep working once the disease set in, or you had to change jobs to find something you were better suited to. Maybe you can’t work at all and the student loan sharks are at your door right now.   When I was in high school I wanted to be a doctor.  I studied hard and got good grades, but when I was 18 I had a Lupus related stroke which damaged the left occipital lobe of my brain where math skills are located.  I went from having a mastery of college calculus, which is a necessity in a pre-med program, to having the math abilities of a 6th grader.  But brain damage is permanent, and the math skills have never come back, nor has my ability to play the piano, which I lost from that stroke as well.  I was devastated, and when I went to college I had to take another major.  I studied art and music, and fortunately  I have made a living working as a jazz vocalist and as a graphic artist, but I am sure I would have made a lot more money as a doctor.  The disease made me change the way I pursued my goals and dreams.  Has it done this to you?

I’m in my early 40’s now, and the disease is progressing, but I am very thankful for each day that I can work.  I am currently singing monthly in Chicago, and I am also working as an artist and illustrator, but I only do this part time.  Because of the disease I have to spend a lot of time resting, and I follow a careful homeopathic regimen to keep my symptoms under control.  If I’m not careful with myself, I can easily fall into a flare, so I am not able to work full time anywhere, and this is hard to accept.  It’s also very hard on my finances.   I am also unable to do as much work as I’d like.  I wish I could be traveling and touring as a singer, but I have developed allergies to things like Febreeze and carpet fresh, which you find in great quantities in any hotel room.  I break out in a bloody rash if I sleep in sheets that are perfumed or have been cleaned with fabric softener, so it’s not easy, or cheap to travel and stay in hotels.  My soul wants to tour and perform in different cities and countries, and I’ve had the offers to do this,  but my body just isn’t ready for a fast paced life of travel.  So I am content to work the jobs I get in Chicago, and I am grateful that I can do at least that.  Sometimes that’s even more than I can handle, depending on if I’m in flare or not.  I know a few Lupus patients who  are in wheel chairs and I feel pretty darn lucky I’m as healthy and as mobile as I am, so I’m not complaining.  Still it’s hard to accept a disease that keeps you from working or pursuing a dream.   It’s no party living with chronic illness, and it’ can be devastating to accept the consequences, emotionally and financially.  But if you look around, especially on a hospital ward, you will see a lot of people who might have it worse than you do.  One of my best friends in high school had several brain tumors and died before she was 25.  She had several operations on her brain from age 15-24, but the tumors kept growing.  I’m 44 and still alive, and I thank God for every day that I have.  It’s hard sometimes to accept  life with a chronic disease  and to be grateful for the good things that we have, even if our dreams are larger.  If you live with Lupus or a chronic disease, how have you had to change your life, or manage or re-evaluate your dreams?