Today was one of those days. You know the kind. Those days when you know the smart thing to do is to stay in bed, but you have important stuff to do, and you just can’t be wasting your day in bed. Those are days when you are miserable from the pain all day long, and spend it cursing yourself for your stubbornness. I had one of those days today. I woke up this morning with my knuckles looking like walnuts and my knees looking like melons. Everything hurt, and it wouldn’t have

[Disclaimer: my friends in the public health field would point out that there is no such thing as “just the flu,” and that the next major flu pandemic could happen at any time. Duly noted.] The flu has been going around my class. Now, most people who caught it were out for a day or two. They hydrated. They slept. They came back renewed and ready to face the world. Meanwhile, I was out sick for a week. And I’m still sick. And all I’ve done is sleep. And sleep. And sleep. My jo

I want to begin by stating that I will try to be as honest as possible as I write this blog. I am starting it with the hopes that it will not only help me connect with other people in my situation, but will also help the family and friends of people with lupus understand what their loved ones are going through. That being said, I’m sorry to say that I will do my best to keep my identity under wraps. The sad truth is that lupus isn’t a disease I want all my classmates and futu