I’ve been diagnosed with arthritis for the past few years and am very lucky to be in a wheelchair.
It has taken a lot of courage for me to get into the habit of using the crutches.
But I am not immune to this disease.
I am also a diabetic.
It’s a disease that has been around for years, and yet it’s slowly taking over my life.
The first thing that struck me about my diagnosis was how many people who suffer from arthritis would have to suffer for it to get to them.
I was amazed to see how many of them were already dying from it, but how many had never heard of it.
As a young adult, I was diagnosed with rheumatoid arthritis.
This disease is caused by a virus that causes inflammation in the joints, leading to inflammation and pain.
As my body healed, the virus got weaker and weaker.
But the more I got worse, the more it made me more and more uncomfortable.
As I got older, my pain became more and the inflammation got worse.
My doctor thought that it would be better to amputate my legs to help slow the spread of the virus.
I couldn’t do it, so he told me to have a leg amputated.
My leg was an amputated stump, with a little metal frame attached.
It was a lot easier than trying to remove the stump, because the metal frame didn’t break.
But when I finally got to my doctor, he said, “My good friend is going to amputation you.”
I was devastated.
He told me that he had to do this for my own good.
I was so confused, and I had to get medical help.
My first surgery was to remove my knee, and it took about two hours.
But after that, I couldn: eat, drink, do anything.
It took three weeks to have it all removed.
I still have some pain in my knees.
I can’t go for walks, I have to wear my crutched shoes, I can no longer walk to the bathroom or use the toilet.
And I have constant back pain, which lasts at least a year.
When I look in the mirror, I look like I have arthritis.
But when I look at the mirror from a wheelchair, I see a beautiful, healthy, strong person.
I have had many people tell me that I look healthy.
I’ve had people say, “You look so good!”
But I don’t want to look like that.
I have always had arthritis.
When people ask me if I can walk again, I tell them that I can.
I think it’s my choice.
As far as I know, there is no cure for arthritis.
It may not even be a disease.
It’s like a cold, and we can’t even tell when it starts.
It doesn’t even have a name, so I just have to keep on living as normal as I can without breaking down.
If you have rheumatic fever, the symptoms are the same as a cold.
The symptoms include high fever, cough, shortness of breath, fatigue, and aching joints.
The flu can be mild, but it is very contagious and causes a lot more damage than a cold or flu.
But it’s not a fever.
My doctor said that the doctors are not treating me with arthritis.
There is no way to get rid of the inflammation.
We are simply not prepared to treat it.
So I am doing everything I can to keep living as normally as I possibly can.
The doctors in the medical community are not equipped to deal with this.
I will always have to fight this disease, and if I’m not doing all that I need to do, I will eventually get the flu.
And if I do get the virus, it will be more dangerous than any cold or the flu, because it can be fatal.
When I first got diagnosed, I felt great, but I couldn.
I had been using crutchets and was able to walk a lot.
But then one day, the doctors asked me if they could take my crutch.
They put it on my back and asked me what it was.
“It’s a wheelchair,” I said.
“How do you know?”
“You can’t have crutching because it’s in the middle of your back,” they said.
They then put the crutch on my left leg.
It is now one of my most favorite parts of my life, and even though I don