I cried in the doctor’s office, not because I learned that I had an illness without a cure, a genetic disease, that I will have to deal with my all life. No no, I cried because I wasn’t crazy. It wasn’t in my head!
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I had to apply the same determination and perseverance that lead me to accomplish so much, well ahead of my peers, to my medical care, while fighting for an explanation for my life-altering and debilitating symptoms.
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We went to my paediatrician that same day. And just like that, my bubble popped. “If you had Ehlers Danlos Syndrome, we’d know.” He set aside my printed research and dismissed me. “We know something is wrong, and most likely everything that’s happening is connected, but we’ll probably never really know what it is.”
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