I woke up noticing something different about myself.I always noticed its presence,but somehow I had gone 7 years of my life without really noticing it.
I finally convinced my mother to take me to my doctor,I was curious as to what it was.My doctor told me it was nothing to worry about and un less I was hurting then I shouldn’t worry about it.I wasn’t contempt about the fact that all the doctors knew was its name “Pectus Carinatum”.Nevertheless,the “answers” I was given weren’t helpful,I was only given a diagnosis not the prognosis.It wasn’t until this day that I felt different from the rest of the world.I just wish I would have known that being different is what makes us all human.
However,I was a curious and determined kid.So I researched …show more content…
I started putting this puzzle together myself. It intrigued me even more,to figure It all out.I thought to myself,what if this is genetic? I made some phone calls to my family in Mexico and it turned out that my great grandpa also had a protruded sternum.Now at the very least I knew that it was a hereditary condition,so then I also wondered if this condition was not commonly known in the U.S,then it was probably a predominately Hispanic known condition.I made more phone calls, good thing my mom had unlimited minutes.I began calling different doctors in Latin America,until eventually I found a doctor who not only specialized in my condition,but he also made correctional chest braces to help correct this condition.The only problem with this was that it was too costly.My single mother couldn’t afford a brace this expensive and my insurance didn’t cover it, because it was seen as something …show more content…
Throughout this bumpy journey I learned that if you work hard and are determined,you can get the answers that you need even if no one else has them.And most important of all,if you want a positive outcome,you can’t have a negative
I finally convinced my mother to take me to my doctor,I was curious as to what it was.My doctor told me it was nothing to worry about and un less I was hurting then I shouldn’t worry about it.I wasn’t contempt about the fact that all the doctors knew was its name “Pectus Carinatum”.Nevertheless,the “answers” I was given weren’t helpful,I was only given a diagnosis not the prognosis.It wasn’t until this day that I felt different from the rest of the world.I just wish I would have known that being different is what makes us all human.
However,I was a curious and determined kid.So I researched …show more content…
I started putting this puzzle together myself. It intrigued me even more,to figure It all out.I thought to myself,what if this is genetic? I made some phone calls to my family in Mexico and it turned out that my great grandpa also had a protruded sternum.Now at the very least I knew that it was a hereditary condition,so then I also wondered if this condition was not commonly known in the U.S,then it was probably a predominately Hispanic known condition.I made more phone calls, good thing my mom had unlimited minutes.I began calling different doctors in Latin America,until eventually I found a doctor who not only specialized in my condition,but he also made correctional chest braces to help correct this condition.The only problem with this was that it was too costly.My single mother couldn’t afford a brace this expensive and my insurance didn’t cover it, because it was seen as something …show more content…
Throughout this bumpy journey I learned that if you work hard and are determined,you can get the answers that you need even if no one else has them.And most important of all,if you want a positive outcome,you can’t have a negative