Category: My Journey

Personal Experiences

me now 3 My Journey
Renewing Autoimmune disease blog 2018

Welcome to my blog, Autoimmunee. This blog is a collection of short stories, tips, experiences (mine and others) and everything in between.  Are you an Autoimmunee? You don’t have to have an autoimmune disease to be one. You can also be someone who cares for someone who has one; be studying immunology or autoimmune diseases;

Storms Before the Calm-FINAL My Journey
“The Storms Before The Calm” Coming soon: July 2020

Excerpt “Now, you’re going to have to dig deep, relive some of your most painful memories”, the psychiatrist said as she handed me a sheet of paper. She had given some ‘homework’ throughout my compulsory psychology sessions.  Her hands sat lightly in her lap, everything about her pose denoted grace (fitting, given her name – Grace).

nightmare My Journey
Waking up to a nightmare

Hi, my name is Camille and at 26 I had my first TIA stroke, yes that was just the beginning of my story. My most major and final (well that’s what I am telling myself) ischaemic stroke happened recently, I was 27. It’s a bit unusual but I’m a survivor. So many people told me

AUME – Theme Days My Journey
Theme Days

Having an autoimmune disease makes it hard to stay focused. A way to practice the goodness inside of us and remember why we do what we do is theme days. Days where we consciously have an intention. Go about each day as usual with the added theme. Not sure what I’m talking about? Have a

pink jumpsuit My Journey
The Pink Jumpsuit

Diary Entry: April 7, 2013 I was looking through my photo albums on my computer last night when I stumbled on these pictures of me wearing a bright pink jumpsuit. Besides the fact that it’s hilarious looking back on my fashion choices at that age, I also felt happy being reminded of that particular day.

AUME – Invisible Visitor My Journey
Polyarteritis Nodosa – The “Invisible” Visitor

The first diary entry The bed felt cold, lonely and I couldn’t wrap my head around the fact that I was in it. It scared me. They told me they would run a few more tests and that there wasn’t anything to be worried about. I closed my eyes, took a deep breath, and felt