By Grace Clackson
In recent years, exercise was not on my radar. Like many others, I was busy balancing work and family. Honestly, I thought regular gym dates were only for overweight people. It wasn’t always this way — I loved dancing growing up but just couldn’t make room for it in my adult life.
But all of that changed in 2010.
I found myself more and more fatigued and around the same time my mother died from polycystic kidney disease (PKD), I learned I too had inherited the genetic kidney disorder. Most people with PKD, a chronic kidney disease where clusters of cysts develop primarily within the kidneys, get the disease between their 50’s and 60’s.
I was on the verge of kidney failure at 44 years of age.