My journey with RA began when I was five years old. My mother was looking at my hands and noticed that I had a finger that was bent and would not straighten. Thinking I had broken it accidentally and not noticed, she took me to the pediatrician. The pediatrician immediately recognized the disfiguration and referred us to a pediatric rheumatologist, who gave us a name to the beast. It was a swan-neck deformation. Oh, and I had juvenile rheumatoid arthritis. My life was going to change… AWomansHealth.com