Full disclosure: Out of all the blogs I’ve written, I’m particularly proud of this one. I really hope you take the time to read the whole thing (the whole article can be found here & also again at the bottom of this page). I poured my heart and soul into this particular piece, as sitting in this room brought back flooding memories into my heart and mind. Our family spent a lot of time on this floor, sometimes particularly in this room. I hope this resonates with patients that have gone through similar serious situations and also with the family members who might have had to say goodbye to a family member at one point not knowing what the outcome would be.
Today I celebrate 14 years living with this diagnosis; a day that would alter the course of my entire life, unknowingly. There was so much we didn’t know that day – the bad & the very good.
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This room is full of emotions. This is the room that 14 years ago, my parents would be pulled from and told that I have sepsis, pancreatitis, and needed surgery for ruptured cysts from endometriosis, and also later told that this might be a goodbye.
It’s a strange notion, knowing you survived death.
I “celebrate” my diagnosis day on July 13, 3 days after a milestone birthday. Just a young girl navigating the world when suddenly shocked by Crohn’s Disease.
I was so fragile, my body being kept alive by TPN (Total Parenteral Nutrition). There was a picc line placed in my left arm & through that line, nutrition was given to me through feedings to my heart.
Today is the first time I walked back into the family room. It was eerily quiet enough to hear a pin drop, but my thoughts were louder than my head could contain. What did these 14 years contain that this room could barely hold?
Full blog here: 14 Years Later: A Family Room Perspective
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