Well, guess what. I didn't have
Lyme disease. I had a lot of blood tests that I did not like at all, and
the tests said that I had a type of cancer called neuroblastoma. That's
the sort of problem that you just have to get rid of, and so I did, but
it took a very long time. Eight whole months of getting very strong medicines!
When I was in the hospital (I had to go again to get some of the medicine),
the part that I didn't like the most was having a foley tube. A foley is
a long skinny tube that gets put into a person's bladder to let the urine
come out. Do you know what urine
is? Anyway, this foley tube (it's also called a catheter) doesn't bother
most people very much, but it sure bothered me!
Some parts of the hospital were fun, of course,
like going to the playroom. That was good. If you haven't been to a hospital
before, you might want to take a tour
so that you won't be afraid if you ever have to go to get better.
Want to come over to play?
Well, now I'm home, and you should see what
I have under my bed! Bunches and bunches of medical supplies from when
I was sick. It really helped me to bring home this hospital equipment,
because I could play with it over and over again until I figured everything
out for myself. Here's what I did. I operated on my Dad a lot, and I gave
injections to most anyone who came to visit. I'll tell you, it's a whole
lot better to give them than it is to get them, but you KNOW that already,
don't you?
I missed almost a whole year of school while
I was getting better, and it was very hard for me to go back. I hope that
if you know any kids who have medical problems, you'll be real nice to
them.
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