EVERY DAY IS A STRUGGLE
THE words of a Lionel Richie song drift cheerily through from the kitchen: “Oh what a feeling, when you’re dancing on the ceiling.” It’s an upbeat, celebration-of-good-times song and she can’t help chuckling.
For Ilze Groenewald, dancing is a distant dream, a memory from another life when pain and stiffness weren’t her constant companion.
Acts as simple as opening a bottle of water or buttering a slice of bread are practically impossible and she can barely do anything for herself.
Ilze (49) has scleroderma, a rare autoimmune disease that causes hardening of the skin and affects the internal organs. Pain relief
