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Tonya Bradley

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Join me in my efforts to support Lupus Foundation of America - Texas Gulf Coast Chapter!

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My team has two sub-campaigns: Pocket Change for Purple and $5 Fridays. We are collecting pocket change at our offices and within our groups and we are dedicating Fridays for individuals to donate without breaking the bank. You got $5 on it?!

I was thought to have lupus in 2003, not too long before my 30th birthday. When I think back on it, I was showing symptoms at least five years prior. From 2003 to 2014, I was practically asymptomatic, with little “things” to happen from time-to-time. I never claimed lupus because I didn’t want it to hinder me. Therefore, I did not go to the doctor for treatment. In fact, I forgot it was even a factor because those little “things” were not too significant to warrant any type of attention. Over that eleven-year period, I attributed anything that happened health wise to me getting older.

When I realized that something was gravely wrong in 2015, I went for a general checkup only to find that my body was a wasteland. I was having heart trouble, in addition to a blood infection, multiple types of anemia, low blood pleasure, two additional autoimmune disorders (the minions), and a number of other ailments. It was amazing that I was still functioning. This mild flare became aggressive and over that next two years, I felt like I was in hell. No treatments were working. As aggressive as the treatments got, lupus became more aggressive. I couldn’t move and I couldn’t focus. I eventually had vision impairment and partial hearing loss. After seeing multiple specialists and after multiple MRIs, spinal taps, and blood draws, I was done. I was physically and emotionally inept and giving up a little more with each passing day. The truth of the matter is that I was hoping that I didn’t wake up.

Well, I’m still here and happy. After being immobile; after the 47-pound weight gain on my 4’ 10” frame (yep, it was actually 47 total); after being poked and prodded; after being terrified from seeing some of my doctors scratch their heads in bewilderment (I have the best care team though), I’m still here and happy and I’m running this year. I ask you to join my team as a runner, walker, yogi, or virtual walker and help me raise money for a cure and awareness about lupus. Every little bit helps.
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