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Personal Narrative: With My Disease
I felt like I totally failed at life, like there was nothing at all that I could do about it. I was always getting so hurt but not by others.. by myself. WIth my disease my life was such a struggle getting sick every single day losing so much weight until a feather weighed more than me. All my friends seemed like giants towering over me because I was sitting here feeling so small and nothing at this point could help me besides the scariest thing of all… having major surgery. That was just talk all the doctors tried throwing every single medication they could into me but again nothing was ever going to touch me.. After “failing” all of these medications everyone started to feel so frustrated and almost seemed like they wanted to give up on me. …show more content…
Trying to go to several doctors trying to figure out what was wrong with me. It took over 2 years until finally I got the answers I was looking for. Around the age of 8 I went to my first doctor's appointment at Children's Hospital and was diagnosed with Crohn's Disease. I was very confused at first, not knowing what this was but as i got older… everything started going wrong. It was very hard for me playing sports, the one thing that made me feel involved. I was always so sick, curled up in pain due to the increased size of my intestine. Not being able to participate in so many activities I loved made me feel like I was such a failure. My disease was caught so late that no medications would have made it better, but the doctor did not know that. I was put on medication after medication. The doctors always said that I was failing the medication but in reality the medications were always failing me. I changed my life completely, changing the way I ate and the activities I did, it was all a struggle and took me so many years to finally get used to it. I am now 17 years old dealing with this for 9 years and sometimes it just shocks me that this has happened to me. Taking a vacation and not being able to even enjoy it, spending the whole vacation in the hotel room throwing up until it got to the point where nothing ever came out. Although

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