“You definitely have rheumatoid arthritis.”
I’ll never forget those words — coming from a stunning Harvard graduate, mother-of-two rheumatologist. The rest of the doctor appointment was a blur.
The thing is, though, I’ve never been blind to rheumatoid arthritis. It was always in front of me. It was the reason my aunt was rarely without her wheelchair. But even though I knew my aunt had rheumatoid arthritis, I didn’t really know what RA was. I figured it was just joint pain from being older and overweight.
I was so very, very wrong.