The beginning...why do I have this blog? What's up with the title and why should you even stop to listen to my story? Well, it's somewhat interesting and I need to cope. I've read a lot of articles that say writing down your feelings helps get you through things...so, that's what I'm doing.
My whole story started many years ago...I was 16, living the life I had imagined...I grew up in a small town, was dating a Varsity Hockey player, was on the honor roll, had tons of friends, was finally coming into my teeth and understanding how to actually put makeup on without looking like a clown. I didn't have a care in the world. I was on the volleyball team, worked a part time job, was busy all the time...I would get normal colds and stomach bugs... I had bruises on my knees and elbows because I played libero aka backrow specialist...all I did was dig, dig, DIG. The ball didn't hit the floor, so I'd be prone to lots of bumps and bruises. Well, those bumps and bruises didn't go away...and then I'd get sick and that wouldn't go away either. I'd sleep all the time...but, I was busy playing sports, going to school...you name it.
My mom decided to take me into the doc to see what was up...long story short, I had leukemia...at 16. My life was put on hold. I was rushed 8 hours south of my home town to a world renowned clinic where the miraculous doctors would eventually save my life along with a bone marrow transplant from an unrelated donor that we can't even find now to say Thank you!...BUT, I can get into the details of that story later...Now, 11 years later...my life is still in a whirlwind of craziness...and trying to move on to the next chapter has become quite a challenge.
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