my story

I contracted NFS in 97 and spent 3 months in the hospitial with the fear of losing my leg , life or both. I flat lined 3 times within the first few hours of being there and had amnesia for a while after that. After 36 operations and a few nights of complications I was released at the end of that summer. I had to learn how to walk again , and overcome the stigma of being different. Which made life as a child / young adult quite difficult. I was able to blend in to society since I can hide my scars but still knew they were there and I just didn't want anyone to feel pity for me when I was in pain or weak so I kept pusing myself and when my body said enough I would make up excuses to make sure people didn't know the story.I thought I was damaged and unloveable for years until one day I became fed up with feeling negative for myself.