I turn 27 on Tuesday. That is the age that my mom was when I was born. I am now half her age. By this time in her life, she had her dream job, a house, a husband, and a new baby. I have spent the last 10 years sick, and those things seem like a lifetime away, and may never happen for me. Don't most people look back at the past year and think of how happy they are to be where they are today? I have another diagnosis to think about, surgery coming up at some point soon, lots of appointments, and I'm dreading all of that. I try to do some happy things each year for my birthday, but the last 4 I have spent in the hospital or just getting out of the hospital. Pneumonia (x2), uncontrolled bleeding that warranted a day in the ER for monitoring and possible blood transfusion, and last year, I couldn't even look at food despite being pretty healthy, at least compared to the past few years. This year, yes, I am still sick, but hopefully no drastic issues or illnesses come
(Formerly known as Life with Cushing's)