Chronic Illness: The Hardest Thing to Deal with Growing Up

The hardest thing to deal with growing up with chronic pain was doctor’s telling me it was all in my head. Try telling a child to just relax because I was just stressing. Excuse me, doctor what could I be stressing about I’m 14 years old. He started thinking of ways, “Maybe, did someone die in the family?” I just laughed as my mother just shook her head.

He thought I was there to seek attention because I wasn’t getting enough at home. Give me a break, we don’t choose to be sick. I felt like he was putting me in a box because I was young like young people don’t get ill. Sickness has no age. This doctor had so much evidence and he still couldn’t think outside the box. One thing he could do was prescribe me with tons of medicine.

I never once got sent to a specialist because they wanted to experiment on me themselves. What finally got them to wonder about me was that I could barely walk from door to door and couldn’t stand up straight. By the time they wanted to do something my flare was over for that moment after a long 8 months. It wasn’t in my head, our invisible illnesses aren’t real until they become visible to most but to us they are visible on the first day.

I am so glad that young children don’t have to go through this, they have great doctors now who care so much for the child’s well-being. It’s never easy missing out on school and fun activities because your body can’t handle it. One thing for sure it’s always good to know that someone cares.

Have a Bless Day!

Always Shawna

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