More Than Just a Number

More Than Just a Number

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Medicine can’t tell you much about lupus, but it loves to throw out facts. If you Google lupus right now, a range of statistics will pop up. According to Monash University, lupus affects 5 million people worldwide. It’s most predominate in the 15-44 year old age bracket, and 90% of those who suffer from lupus are female.

The thing I hate about these numbers is that while definitive, they’re cold and don’t tell you anything about the people who make up these statistics.

Being diagnosed with lupus meant that I was forced to face my morality. It meant that life is no longer a never-ending journey where I don’t know what’s coming for me.

Somewhere along my path a signpost has been stuck in the road, signifying that there’s now a definite end point to my life. At 21, I know that one day I’m going to die. And it’s completely probable that what’s going to be my root cause of my death is the very thing I fight against every day. As dire as that may sound, I’m as at peace with that information as possible. It’s just fact.

But something I do struggle with is the numbers. My passing will make me another piece of quantitative data in relation to lupus. I will be just another person lost to this illness that wreaks havoc on so many, yet we know so little about.

Those numbers won’t tell you anything about the mass of amazing people who live with lupus, fighting a life-sucking condition every day of their life, only to one day lose an ultimately un-winnable battle.

Numbers can’t tell you how many nights we fight insomnia, how many mornings we struggle with just waking, or how bouts of anxiety and depression plague us.

They can’t tell you how many of us have reached out to support one another, found camaraderie in shared hardship, and created strength out of what should’ve been weakness.

Numbers can’t tell you how many of us were forced to mourn our old selves, how many careers weren’t pursued, or how many relationships suffered and broke down at the hands of our illness.

Ninety percent is such a telling number, such a large majority. But one number can’t tell you that many of the women who make up that 90%, probably struggled with pregnancy. And if they were successful, they lived in fear of passing on their greatest struggle to their greatest love.

There are 5 million people in the world with lupus. Five million people who get up every day and refuse to give in to a never-ending struggle. Five million people who deserve to be remembered as more than just a statistic.

I don’t know what number I am in that 5 million, but I do know that it can’t tell you the best things about me.

It might be the number 4,789,199, but that won’t tell you how I refuse to bow down to my illness in defiance in honor of the girl I mourn, and used to be. Maybe it’s the number 826, but even that can’t tell you how it feels to achieve my goals, despite the odds being stacked against me. Or maybe it’ll be 134,222, but that won’t ever be sufficient in outlining my accomplishments and my struggles.

All I know is the most important number, as of today, is 347; that’s the number of days since diagnosis and how many times I’ve woke up and took my life back from my soul-devouring illness.

I’m more than just my illness, more than a statistic could ever tell you. I’m more than just a number.

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4 comments

    • Kristiana Page says:

      Hi Shelley!

      We always were and always will be! Lupus will not define us! Though we may have it, it by no means has us! 🙂

      Kristi x

  1. stacia bjarnason says:

    Against all odds, well over 8,395 days of waking up and taking my life back. Sometimes kicking. Sometimes screaming. Sometimes whimpering…but every day, taking it back… trying to keep this soul off the menu…

    • Kristiana Page says:

      Hi Stacia!

      Each and every one of those days was you’re win! Some days are harder than others but they all belong to you! Keep up the good fight, don’t stop – we’ve both got this, I know we do!!

      Kristi x

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