A is for arthritis.
When I was 5, I had Juvenile Rheumatoid Arthritis. All I remember about it is that my right ankle would get really puffy and swollen and I would have to go to the hospital and get a bunch of fluid extracted through a giant needle. I have a really bad memory, but I remember the size of that needle. ((shudder))
At the time, I was playing soccer. I have no idea how we afforded it or why I was playing, but my mom says I wanted to play because I liked the uniform. I remember that it was a blue shirt and tall socks. I think I had to stop playing (aka: standing around on the field picking dandelions) because of the ankle issues. I don't recall being very upset about it.
And then, all of a sudden, one day it was just gone. Weird, right?
I guess I should look it up and see if that means I'm going to get really bad arthritis when I'm older, but to be honest, I really don't want to know.
3 comments:
I remember your JRA. Is that why you have two different sized feet?
I'm happy it's gone and hope it stays that way forever (end ever, and ever).
*Whisper the part in parenthesis. It sounds better in your head that way.
Yes, I am pretty sure it stunted the growth in my right foot. Either that or I'm a freak. :)
Or a superhuman with super powers!
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