|On my way to the OR again|
There seems to be a recurring theme to my life - individuals who assume that because I have a chronic illness, undergo frequent medical procedures, and live with daily symptoms inspired by my illnesses, that I must be depressed and anxious, and if not I must be suppressing it.
|More hospital time|
|My favourite therapy clown|
|With friends at the Oshawa Terry Fox Run|
And pretty lucky. My health is stable enough that with my mom's newfound nursing skills, using my GTube for hydration and my wheelchair to cope with the pain and fatigue, I am able to live life on the outside of the hospital. Many kids don't get to see the outside for months at a time. I get to enjoy different events like seeing Bruno Mars, throwing fundraisers, and going out playing Pokemon Go. I have opportunities to just live as close to normally as possible. I get to wake up each day and dream of new ways of making this world a better place. Since the future is unknown, I believe in the hope of a future that brings new and great things. I believe that I can and will make a difference. And all of that makes me pretty happy.