So I guess I’ll start at the beginning, I am a twin (and proud of it!), but it meant I was born early; 3 months to be exact. That came with its own set of complications. I was born with a brain bleed, under developed lungs and well I was just teeny tiny 👶🏾 a whole 1 pound 11 ounces.
As I grew, more things arose like breathing issues that they called “asthma-like symptoms” (I later found out at 22 that I actually just have asthma and very sensitive lungs) on top of those things, upon moving to Florida we found that I had no vision in my left eye. You are probably asking yourself “how????," well all the other parts of my eye are normal I just lack an optic nerve.🤷🏽♀️
Despite this, I think the way I saw the world was "normal.” Getting colds for 6 months at a time was “normal” because that’s all I knew. At 21 22 I started having spouts of bronchitis. One turned to three that turned to five in less than 12 months 😅 which in turn made my doctors very concerned so we started monitoring me more closely and finally I was diagnosed with asthmatic bronchitis and asthma. This was a lot on its own since I was always so active as a kid, always in sports, gymnastics, marching band, etc to almost nothing.
In January 2017, I was admitted into the hospital for multiple uncontrolled asthma attacks. This was one of the scariest weekends I had ever experienced in my life. I literally couldn’t breathe and had to be given lots of IV steroids and steroid pills just to keep my airways clear. During that time, I wondered how I went from just finding out about the asthma to a hospital bed and oxygen. What was happening to me at that time was unexplainable and after 3 days I was sent home with steroids. The following two years were spent in and out of the hospital with frequent asthma attacks that could not be controlled, numerous doctors appointments, medications, injections, pain, emotional trauma and hopelessness. I felt like all I could do was be sick. I started developing muscle pain and weakness, simple things like walking from the car to my apartment took everything out of me. I had fluid in my lungs, inflammation in my feet and ankles at night. Some nights I woke up gasping for air because I had stopped breathing in my sleep. So I went to every specialist I could see within my small town and no one could understand what was happening to me or why my tests were coming back “normal” but I was in the ER every week, constantly missing work, events at church, classes and honestly I thought this would be my new forever. Boy was I wrong!
I was so comfortable in my small town that God needed to shake up my life once more so that I could continually give him my whole heart.
So..I packed up my life, quit my job, changed schools and moved to Atlanta, GA my DREAM city in December 2018 to help start one of our amazing churches! This has been so reviving for me not only spiritually but physically and emotionally as well!
On March 14, 2019, I got my diagnosis: Hashimottos thyroiditis, an autoimmune disease where your immune system mistakes your thyroid as a bad thing and tries to take it out (that’s not googles definition, that’s mine lol). I'll keep fighting and staying strong, moving forward every day.