I met new friends, got closer with old ones, tried new foods and saw things I’ve only seen in my dreams. The amount of calories I ate just from pizza, pasta and gelato should have made me gain five pounds. Instead, I lost twice that. Even with the medication I was on, I still wasn’t getting better.
My mother took me to a different doctor to get a second opinion. He diagnosed me with Ulcerative Colitis, an autoimmune disease that “flares up” when a person is stressed or ill. My new doctor told me to avoid flare ups in the future I had to exercise more, I had to eat better and I had to reduce stress anyway I could. I made the decision to quit the clubs I wasn’t really interested in, not be so worried about my grades all of the time and try to take a break every once in awhile.
I feel that being diagnosed with this disease transitioned me into adulthood. My resume may not be packed to the brim with various clubs and activities and I may not be the top of my class, but I am healthy, I still do well in school and I am still active in the community. I had to make the adult decision that my health was more important than anything else. Above all, it made me realize that life doesn’t always go the way you want it to and everything happens for a