I was 12 years old when I played basketball for my school. That is when I first started getting chest pains that kept me off of the court a lot that season and I never played again. I was misdiagnosed with exercise-induced asthma. It wasn't until 5 years later that I was correctly diagnosed with hypertrophic cardiomyopathy. When I was 15 I got mono, which kept me down for weeks. This was the unfortunate beginning of my symptoms, however, I did make it through high school graduation in high heels (barely)!
Fast forward to age 24, when I was correctly diagnosed with FA at The Ohio State University. This is when I got my first walker, which has since upgraded to a manual wheelchair I grew up with my face constantly buried in a book. I never went anywhere without one; school, basketball practice, even a trip to the mall meant I had a book in my purse. After high school, I wanted to move to California and go to UCLA. Naturally, I wanted to excel in creative writing and become an English Lit teacher. Since I didn't know what was wrong with me, I decided to stay home and went to a local technical college where I studied Business Management.Add a comment