Hello, my name is Determination. I'm using this name out of fear of someone I know in the real world finding me on here. My story is a long one, and I really don't know where to begin. I guess the beginning is a nice place.
I first started having self-image problems around age 7. At the time I was a full time Ballerina, and Gymnast as well as attending school daily. And with Ballet, the pressures of me being thin were ever present. I started extreme restricting by age 8, and paying attention to my weight, measurements, and caloric intake. I became an anorexic.
Today, I still struggle with Anorexia, but each day I try to take it the healthy way. About a month and a half ago I was at 80 lbs. And now I'm up to 120. I feel depressed of all the weight I have gained, but right now my weight gain isn't in my control. You see, I have quite a few medical problems as you probably have guessed. So I'm on a few medications that make me gain some weight.
I have a severe migraine disorder that can leave me disoriented for a week or two at a time. I have a minor seizure problem, which I see a neurologist regularly for. I am hypoglycemic, I have arthritis, I'm a severe insomniac, and I have OCD. I clean things that are already clean, I dust and vacuum for a good part of the day. I also brush my teeth six or more times a day, and it gets tiresome.
Last year in March of 2006, I was involved in a near fatal ATV accident. I was without a pulse, and was not breathing when the EMT's arrived on scene. I was almost dead, I was then life flighted to the closest trauma center around. And I was left in a coma for a week, with tubes coming out of every place imaginable. My mother, being about 3 hours away from the hospital rushed down to be by my side. When I finally woke up, all I could think about was how her emotional state was, rather than how I was.
After my accident, it took me quite some time to get back to walking, it was rough, but I managed to walk again. The only long term problems I've been left with since the accident is a very bad right hip, and a bad left shoulder rotator cuff. I was very lucky.
Throughout the millions of tests I was put through while I was in the coma, the doctors discovered a tumor in my chest. So, I was then sent to many surgeons, and many different doctors for that. I believe I went through 4 Thoracic Surgeons, and 2 Pediatric Surgeons before I found a doctor that was comfortable performing the surgery. He was a Pediatric Surgeon, and was a very nice individual, and was very confident. I had the surgery in mid-December, and it went very well. I also got to go home in time for Christmas which was great.
I know my journal rant has been very random, and I will organize my thoughts a bit better next time I post. I just figure I'd give you guys the gist of my life. I'm very tired, and I'm taking my insomniac arse to sleep. Good night everyone.
<3 Determination
I first started having self-image problems around age 7. At the time I was a full time Ballerina, and Gymnast as well as attending school daily. And with Ballet, the pressures of me being thin were ever present. I started extreme restricting by age 8, and paying attention to my weight, measurements, and caloric intake. I became an anorexic.
Today, I still struggle with Anorexia, but each day I try to take it the healthy way. About a month and a half ago I was at 80 lbs. And now I'm up to 120. I feel depressed of all the weight I have gained, but right now my weight gain isn't in my control. You see, I have quite a few medical problems as you probably have guessed. So I'm on a few medications that make me gain some weight.
I have a severe migraine disorder that can leave me disoriented for a week or two at a time. I have a minor seizure problem, which I see a neurologist regularly for. I am hypoglycemic, I have arthritis, I'm a severe insomniac, and I have OCD. I clean things that are already clean, I dust and vacuum for a good part of the day. I also brush my teeth six or more times a day, and it gets tiresome.
Last year in March of 2006, I was involved in a near fatal ATV accident. I was without a pulse, and was not breathing when the EMT's arrived on scene. I was almost dead, I was then life flighted to the closest trauma center around. And I was left in a coma for a week, with tubes coming out of every place imaginable. My mother, being about 3 hours away from the hospital rushed down to be by my side. When I finally woke up, all I could think about was how her emotional state was, rather than how I was.
After my accident, it took me quite some time to get back to walking, it was rough, but I managed to walk again. The only long term problems I've been left with since the accident is a very bad right hip, and a bad left shoulder rotator cuff. I was very lucky.
Throughout the millions of tests I was put through while I was in the coma, the doctors discovered a tumor in my chest. So, I was then sent to many surgeons, and many different doctors for that. I believe I went through 4 Thoracic Surgeons, and 2 Pediatric Surgeons before I found a doctor that was comfortable performing the surgery. He was a Pediatric Surgeon, and was a very nice individual, and was very confident. I had the surgery in mid-December, and it went very well. I also got to go home in time for Christmas which was great.
I know my journal rant has been very random, and I will organize my thoughts a bit better next time I post. I just figure I'd give you guys the gist of my life. I'm very tired, and I'm taking my insomniac arse to sleep. Good night everyone.
<3 Determination
