Throughout my life time and bad experiences I had throughout my life I had a lot of drama. Throughout my life when I was younger I had to suffer from a sickness which I then got all y treatments and it was gone. I was in middle ages when I had gone to the doctor and they  were there to tell me that I had been sick again with the same thing and had to go through the same treatment. After that second time going through that hard time not being able to go to school and being stuck in a bed all the time. When I had gotten it for the second time made it the worst and realizing that my family was always going to be there for me through the whole thing. I was in the hospital for months until they said that I could go home. Most of my life I had to sit in a hospital bed where I was not always there.

          
That time when I had it for the second time I got to see what I was going through because when I had it the first time I was a baby so I do not really remember it. According to my parents when I was sick when I was a baby it had almost killed me. Every time I think of that I usually stop what I am doing and think about it and realize how lucky am to be here today. Going through that pain the second time was not the best experience. I was thinking through the time I was sick is that I can’t wait tell I am out of this hospital and be able to go back home and see all my family. After that time was looking forward to going home but I could not go home tell I was done with all my treatments. Going through all those treatments was not fun at all. During that time I couldn’t do anything I stayed in a bed all day and every day. In the hospital they had it when you were good enough you could go and walk around or go outside. Sometimes I got to do that. My mom was there all the time and my dad was back home taking care of my brother and sister. They would come to visit my mom and me when we were there in the hospital. Next I was done with it all and I was able to go home but I still had to do treatments at home. I had a mother that is a RN nurse that knew what to do. I was able to then move more and walk around when I got home. Being home from the hospital was a lot better than being in the hospital because of like I had said before I do not like being in the hospital. When I was sick it was nice that my mom was a nurse because she could help me when I needed it. My mom was there through the whole thing since day one when I had to go there. It was nice that I was able to be home and people would come to see me and to see how everything was going. All the family members came to see how I was doing and that made it cool to because they all took their time to make sure that our family was doing good and if we needed anything we could just ask them. My parents had some good friends that would come by our house and give us frozen food or different food for us so my parents did not have to cook they would just have to go and warm it up for us. After the experience I was back on my feet doing everything normal again and getting back into school. I was back hanging out with all my friends that had missed me. I was going to school every day and everything was going good tell a couple of years went by and I went to get a check up from the doctor and they had said that I had the same thing again. The same thing had come back for the third time. When the doctor had told my parents and I this it was not the best time at all. When they said that it was back I got so angry because this thing just would not go away. So there I was later in the hospital bed again. When I was there I knew what I was going to go through because it’s happened already two times before this time. When I was there that time both my mom and dad stayed there. My brother and sister stayed back home and went to school. My grandparents drove from chino ca to our house to take care of my brother and sister for awhile. But when I was in the hospital I had both parents right on my side. So there I was back at it again in the hospital going through all that hard times. When I was there I had other family that had come to visit me when I was in the hospital. One of the people that had come is one of my uncles that I am very close to. When I started to go through all of that I knew that I would get right back out of there like last time. So there I was battling to get that sickness gone again. I was in there and there would be this daily doctor that would make their loop talking to all the patients and when he would get to me I would say I want to get out of here and go home. He would say had I need to start eating first and walk around and be on my feet. That’s what I started to do then I started to eat a little and starting walking around fitting this sickness off. When I was walking around in the halls the doctors were all cheering at me for being able to do all that walking around. Then that special day had come and I was able to go home. One of the doctors wheeled my out to our car and my dad took both me and my mom back home. Ever since that last time I have been a survivor because here I am today seventeen years all going strong living a good life with my family and all my friends.