I Came, I Saw, I’m Conquering Vasculitis
“Veni, vidi, vici” is translated from Latin as “I came, I saw, I conquered.” Julius Caesar first said this after a victorious battle. Having a rare illness is a battle every day. I battle to stay alive. I battle to live a fulfilling life. I battle to get out of bed.
Fourteen years ago, I was medically naïve and blissfully ignorant of the rare disease and chronic illness communities. Having an illness with no cure was the furthest thing from my mind. I was raising three children with plans to return to the educational workspace in a few years. My life was hectic, medically boring, and ordinary.
It’s funny how things change and we have to adapt. I was thrown into the world of medical rareness with a case of hives and a cough. Not very rare or interesting — even my doctor seemed disinterested.
As the months progressed, so did my symptoms. My medical chart was growing. My doctor was becoming more interested, and I had more doctors ending in “-ologist” than I could count. By the time my random, growing group of symptoms was finally given a name, I was on a first-name basis with many of my “-ologists” and had all their private numbers on speed dial.
I realized my disease was medically interesting when medical students and other doctors stopped by during my appointments to talk to me about my symptoms. I still could not comprehend the implications of having a rare, incurable illness. I was happy being naïve and blissfully ignorant.
I was diagnosed with Churg-Strauss syndrome, now known as eosinophilic granulomatosis with polyangiitis (EGPA). Many of my doctors had never seen it before. I found it humorous when they entered the exam room with articles freshly printed from medical websites or even hard-bound medical textbooks.
I have had many blood tests, procedures, and investigations. I have been on both “tried and true” medications and experimental ones. I have refused to give up my dreams despite EGPA, treatment side effects, and never-ending fatigue.
It has been a long 14 years of educating myself and learning about my illness. Unfortunately, I am no longer medically boring and ordinary. I can no longer be blissfully naïve. I can now pronounce different types of specialty doctors, such as rheumatologists, cardiologists, nephrologists, and otolaryngologists. I understand the difference between an X-ray, a CT scan, an MRA, and an MRI. I can explain bronchoscopies, endoscopies, and biopsies in way too much detail.
I have had both highs and lows during this time. My illness has had some wild flares and quiet times. I have never been in remission, and I’m OK with that. I have learned to see the world differently, and I have adjusted my dreams.
I came, I saw, I’m conquering vasculitis (“veni, vidi, vascie“), both mentally and physically. I encourage you to join me on my battles as I share my past, present, and future dreams and adventures with ANCA vasculitis.
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