Turn For The Worse

So before I continue my story,

I just wanted to thank you EVERYONE who started reading my blog!!!!

It honestly means so much to me =). A lot of you said that I left you hanging and wanted 

to know more, well I will be updating my blog every week.
So stay updated!!!!

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So lets jump ahead to senior year.... 

      I was 18 years old and having the time of my life. Everything was perfect. A month before graduation, I went up for a doctors visit because I noticed that I was coughing a lot and couldn't sleep through the night anymore. When we went up to Miami Children's Hospital my doctors noticed that my PFTs (pulmonary function test) dropped from the 100s to the 80s. They told me I needed to be admitted and I was devastated. I begged them to hold off until after graduation. They finally agreed and set the date for the day after graduation. But in the mean time, they put me on antibiotics and told me I had to stay out of school for a whole week. So I had to email all my teachers and go to the school to grab a weeks worth of work for all 6 classes. It was right at the end of the year and I always did okay in school but after missing a week of school I thought that I might not even graduate.

1st time being hospitalized 6/9/07

     So after working my ass off in school to keep up with everyone else, I finally graduated. The next day, I packed my stuff and drove 3 hours to the hospital. I wasn't really upset, I was actually kind of excited. I have never been for a "tune up". A tune up is when you get admitted into the hospital get your health back up to "normal". It usually last about 2 weeks and you get a PICC line and antibiotics to help get you back on track. So the first couple of days weren't so bad. It's not until about day 5 or 6 that I even thought about wanting to go home. But after that thought came in my head, it got worse and worse. So finally after begging and crying to go back home because I was missing all my friends and "real" food. The doctors were not happy but they agreed to let me go. They put me on 2 antibiotics and sent me home.

Little did I know I would be back in less then a month with even more problems...

My first PICC line

A PICC line is like an IV. 

It's a long, thin catheter that is inserted into the vein, 

usually starts from the upper arm and ends near the heart. 

Used mostly for long IV antibiotics.