My life thus far

I am 18, but my life tells a different story.

I have always had health problems... not too bad but health problems never-the-less. In and out of the doctor's surgery and hospitals. It didn't seem much of anything when I was younger, but over the last 5 years or so, lets just say, it hasn't been overly friendly.

Doctors have told me all different things; the worst ones are: "It's all in your head" and "I think this could be more psychological than physical."

I have lost friends a long the way, which makes me sad especially because I think of how we used to hang out, of how they used to be than who they ended up.

Recently, the doctors have finally agreed that I have a REAL, MEDICAL problem (and it might sound weird but I was relieved when they said that; it was just a relief for someone [other than me or my mum] to know that I wasn't faking and it wasn't in my head.)

I am finding it difficult though.

Ever heard of POTS?

Neither had I.

It stands for Postural Orthostatic Tachycardia Syndrome. It's where my body can't adjust nicely to standing up or moving about. My heart starts palpitating in order to make up for the low blood pressure POTS causes.

This means that I can't stand up or walk around for very long and a whole lot of other cheerful things. It also comes with a 'POT' load of "fun" symptoms. (GET IT?! - I have to admit, it wasn't my best joke.)

Along with POTS I have a few other health problems... This is why I can't keep friends. They get fed up that I can't go out with them and have to cancel on them. I try to make up for it but no such luck. Now, on top of all of that I now use a wheelchair when I'm out and about... It's not even an easy to use wheelchair; I have only been out with my mum and sister since I got diagnosed with POTS and that was a laugh and a half. Not only do I struggle using it but my mum has to jump on the back of it in order to make it tip so it can go up 1 step...

How am I supposed to be a normal teenager?

How can I go out with my friends in an inoperable wheelchair?

This wheelchair was given to me to HELP me be more normal, but how can it if I would have to ask my friends to 'help push me', 'wait up you're going too fast' or 'can you just help me to get over this step'?

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I can't believe that all of this is because of a measly bottle of water I tripped over when I was 10... That's, pretty much, where the hospital visits became more frequent.

Tearing the ligaments in my ankle; not once, not twice but three times and then the evil doctors decided I needed surgery (which went wrong and they didn't want to admit it.) Then I got, more than one, back problems. Which is when I started fainting.... Yet another cheery symptom of POTS.

My medical file is bigger than a kid who gets suspended at least once a month for 5 years.

This is just a bit about me.

*huggle* for everyone