Finally...

Remember the popular song by CeCe Peniston 'Finally its happened to me...and i just cannot hide it..finally'? No, am not talking about love, am still waiting for that, but the guts to write and perhaps share with others my thoughts, musings, whinings and wins.

This blog was initiated at the suggestion of Dr. Mugambi, a wonderful doctor, to share about how a young Kenyan woman deals with lupus on a day-to-day basis as opposed to continually whine at every appointment about the latest malady(ies)..So I figured, why just talk about lupus? While lupus is a constant and daily companion in my life, and must get its proper due, i have a full life that revolves around running a family company, trying to find love (its a jungle out there, i tell you), being fulltime member of a brilliant eccentric (and slightly dysfunctional) family, trawling the bookstores and coffeeshops..

It took a long time to decide to write the blog, i wasnt too sure (am still not) that i could write something legible and coherent..i guess my over-confident exhibitionist streak won..

Finally.

Today, i have been working from home. Thank God for technology. Yes, lupus has reared its ugly head in the form of serious pain in multiple joints and various muscles...driving to the office did not appeal much.

The weather in Nairobi has been very chilly for the past month..so much for the city in the sun. No wonder the joint pain.

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