It was the middle of February 2002 and while other sixteen year olds were out hanging with friends having fun, I focused on the bare ceiling in my room. It was a vision, which at the time I had gotten accustomed to. Pain engulfed me while I released a deep sigh and closed my eyes. Eventually I gave in, and a few hours later I found myself laying on a cold hospital bed.
The words slowly reached my ears: “Unfortunately, it might be arthritis, your going to have to follow up with our rhumatology department.” A bl
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