Countdown- T minus 5 days until I get a port.
Personally, I wasn't worried. It was something that needed to be done and was a long time coming. My doctor told me to consider it a year ago yet I said I don't need it. But, I feel like I am finally submitting and accepting that this will be a lifelong battle. I shouldn't feel that way though because everything happens for a reason and in the end it all works out. And quite frankly, simply put- I am blessed. :)
So I guess I should start from the beginning.
When I was 11 and in 6th grade, I got sick. I went to the doctor that day after school and had a quick strep test which was negative but my doctor decided to do a culture as well. The next day the results came in and I had Strep throat (weird because as a child I only ever had Strep in my sinuses) so they gave me a shot of penicillin and sent me on my way. Three days later I was still sick and had a fever of 104 so my parents took me back to the doctor and they gave me another round of penicillin. (Apparently my body is immune to penicillin- go figure) I still continued to get sick and the Strep went into Rheumatic Fever.
In case you are wondering, nope- you've probably never heard of that before. "Why" you may ask? Because they thought it was mostly eradicated- I'm special :) I was actually pretty lucky to have an older doctor in the practice who had only seen it once before but was able to recognize the symptoms.
Long story short, I was unable to move for a few months and missed most of 6th grade. After that as a complication of Rheumatic fever I broke 5 bones in 6 months (and my body doesn't heal due to the disease). I was diagnosed with JRA/JIA (Juvenile Rheumatoid?Idiopathic Arthritis), osteopenia and then osteoporosis later that year.
That was 9 years ago........
and a lot has happened since then, but that's all I feel like writing at the moment :)
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