Getting lupus in my late 30’s came as a complete shock. I was normally very healthy, nothing more serious than a cold, then I was suddenly told I had a chronic illness and I would never get better. Whilst the fact I had finally got a diagnosis (after 4 years) was a relief, it was still a complete bolt out of the blue to find out I had lupus something I’d previously never even heard of.
At the time there was no internet so all I could do was rely on my rheumatologist to give me information and look at library books, which were often out of date. With the best will in the world rheumatologists can give you the medical facts, but unless they have lupus themselves they won’t be able to tell you how you might feel about it.
I sort of knew that this could be a serious issue, but it was also something that could possibly be managed and I could live with it, but there were some things that I didn’t expect.