It was 2014 and I was feeling really ill. It was an unfamilar feeling that I'd never felt before. When I took a deep breath it was an abrubt exhale and I felt like I was getting kicked in the sternum. I went and got a blood panel done, they called just hours later and told me my liver enzymes were elevated to 1300, (normal is 35) and that I needed to get myself to the ER stat.
Scared and in disarray, I drove to the hospital and waited... They finally admitted me, three days in I had become a pin cushion having to get my blood drawn 2x a day. Multiple tests were run, multiple doctors in & out, and horrible hospital care. My IV was dripping fluid getting me and my bed soaked. They had me on so many drugs I experienced my first migrane and threw up until it was bile.
Fast forward one week later, after a liver biopsy it was confirmed I had autoimmune hepatitis. I was then put on Prednisone for the next five months. I had moon face and side burns from the steriod. I remember talking to God and telling him I couldn't live like this and I was ready to go. My support team of friends and family helped me through it with tough love and laughter. Fast forward to today, I am managing it with grace and am very aware of my emotions. I don't allow negativity, anger, or resentments to reside in me for long- I quickly work though so it doesn't take residence in my body. I'm healthier today than I've ever been. #strengthwithin









