Wednesday, October 8, 2014
The Pink Magnolia Diaries
A little about me
I'm an eighties child meaning that I was born in the fist part of the 80's. My mother work in an open air market at a food stall and my father work for a bus line as a ticket verification officer, back then my parents seem to be happy and getting along great until one day while I came from school my mother had made our suitcases and told me that we were leaving only to go to my aunt's house which was in another state, well that was the last time I ever saw my father.He never try to see me or reach out for me and I became one more of those children that are forgotten by their father's. my mother re marry a man a few years latter who made my life hell,and in return my mom as well. I finish High school in the beginning of the century only to be confronted with another big challenge as it was life changing. On a normal day in the month of June I became sick of course I was taken to our nearest E.R where they inform me of my kidney failure. I was surprise since I had always try to be healthy and had my annual check up's, but nothing had ever been wrong with any of my labs of anything so to our surprise I had to star Dialysis with sessions every other day for three hours each.
It has been a little over a decade since I started on this journey of trying to get better.I had rough times and I can't lie and say it has always been easy as you might imagine but I think I have dealt with my illness better than I thought, a few years back one of my cousins got sick with the same thing and she only lasted 10 months before she passed away,I became aware of how bless I been to still be alive, I only wish had fought a little harder for her life since she had a small daughter. I fell in love at the age of Twenty- five to a very loving man only flaw was that he was forbidden to me, and even thought I knew how much he love me I was trying to push him away until one day both of us decided to throw caution to the win and live our love we were happy for a few years but the pressure of both our families ended up breaking us apart completely, also I think it wasn't fair that I had him by my side knowing that he was unhappy and I felt he could be happier with someone else who wasn't sick as me and who spend more time in the hospital than at home.
I'm writing this first post from my room in the hospital I have spend a total of 30 days this time due to a bad infection; Not only will I be sharing with you what I experience here but also I will be sharing things that I find useful, it may be something I know that will help someone or an article I found on the net that I found interesting and in other times I'll share some of my feelings about a certain topic. I hope that what I share with you in my post such as this one may become a way of communication with other's, as well as learning new things that I may have oversaw before. I am thankful for anyone who read this and hopefully you will join me here ,