Annapolis Rheumatology at Owings Mills
“Of all the places I’ve received rheumatology care, across half a dozen countries and states, Annapolis Rheumatology has truly gone above and beyond for me. Their team hasn’t just provided excellent medical treatment, but they’ve also helped me navigate life’s most overwhelming challenges, from a legal crisis caused by my ex-husband’s negligence to the impossibly confusing maze of insurance regulations.
Thirteen years ago, I turned eighteen tethered to a Remicade drip in a Swiss hospital, alone except for beeping machines and fluorescent lights. Like magic, a nurse appeared with a balloon and a slice of cake, and in that strange, absurd moment, I learned that sometimes life insists on celebrating you even in the oddest of ways. Earlier this week, exactly thirteen years later to the day, I turned thirty-one while sitting in an infusion chair again, this time at Annapolis Rheumatology, complete with another balloon and a slice of cake, provided by their AMAZING infusion nurse! Instead of feeling alone, though, I found myself surrounded by people who have quietly made this place feel like home. Over the years, infusion clinics have been more than medical spaces to me. They’ve become classrooms, confessional booths, stages, and sanctuaries. I’ve re-learned how to walk after flares that left me paralyzed, crafted executive presentations mid-infusion, and even run parts of my professional life from medical supply closets.
What makes Annapolis Rheumatology stand out is that they understand all of this — that life doesn’t stop for treatment, and that the little moments matter just as much as the big ones. Their nurses and staff celebrate victories, support you through setbacks, and somehow make even the absurd parts of chronic illness feel manageable, sometimes even joyful. They’ve cheered me on, taught me, rescued me, and shown me that humor, resilience, and human connection can transform even the hardest days. Every milestone — birthdays, flares, professional wins, financial challenges, mobility struggles, absurd triumphs — has been witnessed and supported here. From balloons and cake to fist pumps and laughter in the infusion suite, Annapolis Rheumatology has become part of the tapestry of resilience, humor, and humanity that keeps me moving forward. Life with a chronic illness can be absurd, relentless, and beautiful. And thanks to the extraordinary team at Annapolis Rheumatology, I’m reminded that it’s also filled with love, support, and moments of celebration — even under fluorescent lights, with an IV drip by your side.”
