Until I was in my mid-fifties I was lucky enough to believe that I was a healthy person. A diagnosis of kidney disease was the last thing I expected. I've always taken good care of myself and have never smoked. I've always been active and have never been much overweight. I believed that I was healthy and would stay that way as long as I continued to be good to my body. I looked forward to being in good shape heading into old age.
Then I got appendicitis, which led to a surprise discovery in the hospital emergency room. It was there that the doctor told me I had lots of cysts on my kidneys. He asked if I had ever heard of polycystic kidney disease and if anyone in my family had it. My polycystic kidney disease had been discovered.
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Thank you very much for the well wishes Emma. I've begun seeing a homeopath and we are working together to fight this thing that is supposedly incurable.
Sorry to hear about this. Sounds like you're getting yourself well-informed and doing the right things.
PKD sounds painful. But, as you say, at least knowing you have it may help you to manage it. I hope they do find a cure soon.