The time had come. Pushed beyond the limitations one sane person could endure in a life time, I again found myself stuck in a predicament that would only happen to me. The word’s ‘bad news’ were merely a cloak over what was hidden underneath. Continue reading “Rochester, MN -Part Two”
There is something enchanting about the city of Rochester, Minnesota. It is known to many as the medical capital of the United States, for me the small city holds a peculiar feeling of home. Continue reading “Rochester, MN-Part One”
I was diagnosed with ankylosing spondylitis in December of 2015, at the time I was 25 years old. I survived five excruciating years of debilitating pain and illness before I made the decision to travel over 1,160 miles from home in search of an answer. As for many others with AS, my history with the disease has not been a walk through the park. I experienced a wide array of symptoms which were not recognized as complications of ankylosing spondylitis. I was tossed back and forth from neurologists to rheumatologists, each stating there was no physical evidence I had anything wrong with me.