by Starlight~ » Sat May 06, 2017 11:45 pm
Hi Felix! I'm going to write about an experience that I had that completely changed my life. I really appreciate all of this from you!!!! It's so wonderful 😊😊
I’d been going to the same doctor, same office, for the same reason every 6 months for 4 years. I had no Idea that this appointment would be any different from the last ones. But it was different. Very, VERY different.
I stare up at the walls around me. Plain, pale, yellow. Why does every hospital room have to be so boring? I think to myself. I look down at my feet and smile at my neon pink and yellow striped socks. My shoes laid on the floor next to me, because I had just gotten back into the room from my 6 month spine X-Rays. I honestly just wanted to get this appointment over with, so I could get back to school for my favorite subject, writing.
¨Knock, knock, knock.¨ The door opens up and my doctor steps into the room. He adjusts his white doctor’s jacket and puts on his thick, wire rimmed glasses. My eyes travel to his grey mustache. I look up at his face, expecting his usual, happy smile, but I find a worried expression instead. I frown, wondering why.
He powers up the computer and pulls up a set of X-Rays. He pushes his glasses down on his nose, right as the pictures of my spine appears. I stare at the X-Rays in shock. I knew my spine was curvy, but I usually could barely tell. Now, as I gazed at my spine, it looked deformed. My whole body seemed tilted to the right.
“Well, Ella” he says staring at his paper the whole time. “Your curves have progressed quite a bit. I think it's time to put you in a brace.” Okkkkkkkk. I think to myself. I'm sure it's a fabric brace and I won't have to wear it much. I decide that it can't be that big of a deal. I shrug my shoulders and nod for him to keep going. “Let me go get the sample brace for you.” He disappears just as fast as he came in.
What seems like hours later, he emerges again through the door with a huge, bulky, hard looking piece of plastic in the shape of someone's torso. I feel my mouth fall open. “That's the brace?” I ask in voice that I can't identify as my own anymore. The reality of the situation finally sinks in. “Yes.” The doctor says. “You will be required to wear it for 20-22 hours a day, 7 days a week, for about 5 years.”
I look over at my mom and tears fill my eyes. Before I can stop myself, I lean into my mom’s shoulder and sheets of warm tears stream down my cheeks. Of all people in the world, why me? Why would something like this happen to an innocent 9 year old?
I got my brace about a week later. I'm not going to lie, the first week was really hard, but I decided not to be sad about my brace, and find the good things in it. Because of my optimistic attitude towards scoliosis, I have inspired girls all over Texas to be strong in their own brace and to never give up.
After this whole experience, I now realize that scoliosis is only given to people who can handle it. I used to think that life itself was perfect and it was all fun and games. Now, I know that nobody is perfect, and we all make mistakes. Our flaws don't define us, it's how we choose to deal with them.
Although my brace can get really uncomfortable at times, it's almost like a second skin to me, after 2 ½ years. Sometimes, the worst thing that has ever happened to you, if you work really hard and set your mind to it, can turn into something that will be the most empowering journey you will ever experience.
I'm applying for:
1. Cinnabon
2. UR malk
3. Bengal please ❤️❤️❤️❤️
Thank you so much I can't thank you enough.