Afternoon peps . DBA is similar to Fanconi's Anemia btw.
I'm at work (on lunch), so please forgive if my post is a bit rambled or frantic-ish, I've been wanting to offload a bit since my diagnosis but haven't felt able to.
I joined a couple of DBA support groups a while ago but still haven't been able to offload because compared to some of the amazing people I've meet at the support group,I've got off very lightly and feel like a complete fraud and imposter talking about how it's effected me physically and emotionally when there are others who are so much worse.
The last few years have been a rollercoaster ride, I wasn't diagnosed with DBA until March last year, however it's a condition your born with but because of the nature of the condition you can be born in remission and stay in remission until something triggers a relapse, my relapse was caused by the birth of beautiful son. But its a bit more complicated than that!
DBA is caused by a genetic blip during fetal development, anything can trigger the blip, my blip was caused by the RPL11 gene having an off day, all of the other problems and abnormalities I have are all attributed to the RPL11 gene.
I was born premature and was very poorly, I had numerous operations and surgeries and have been and out of hospital my entire life having my last major op when I was 16 (I'm 38 btw) I'm still in and out of hospital but only from a management of condition point of view. I was very sick as child and not one person / doctor / consultant I saw stopped to consider that they're may be something collectively wrong with me, everything I had going on was treated as an individual ailment, no one connected the dots. My poor poor mum argued all the way but no one took her seriously, not one person listened to her, my mum is a trained nurse as well and she was totally dismissed.
DBA is usually diagnosed within the first 12 months of a child's life, mine wasn't diagnosed until I was 37. It took me getting pregnant and getting sick before I was taken seriously and even then I had to fight to be listened too, but that's another story.
The relief I felt when they told me was over whelming, I've struggled with so much stuff over the years (fatigue, pain, illness, depression) and have never been able to work out why I was the way I was physically and emotionally so when they told me I had DBA everything clicked into place and I suddenly understood who I was and why. But then I felt lost and confused because everything I thought I already knew and understood about me was a complete fabrication. It was all bullshit and then anger kicked in.
My son doesn't have DBA, the poor lamb had to endure all the tests that I had but thankfully he doesn't have it, however it doesn't take away the fact that I have it and I worry about what the future holds, I like to think that I'm as tough as old boots but the thought of him seeing me ill makes me crumble.
To all intents and purposes when I'm in remission I live a relatively normal life, but there are times when I just want to curl up in a ball and die because I feel that exhausted and weak and angry and confused and frustrated because I can't function properly. Having DBA makes me feel so incredibly isolated that I can't begin to articulate fully how I feel.
Blimey, this is the longest post I've ever done and the first time I've actually said all of this to anyone in one go. Apologies for offloading!