Friends and Expectations

Cardiac Ward Friends.

You’d expect that I made lots of friends in hospital. Friends with similar problems as I had but that didn’t happen. I did not make one single acquaintance in any hospital pediatric cardiac ward that I’d call a friendship. This only occurred to me very recently. I believe even as a child I didn’t see the point. A hospital stay was so brief and people came from so far and wide that it really wasn’t much point in cultivating friendships. I’m well aware that I’m very introverted and don’t make friends easily but I had an aversion to making friends in hospital. There was another problem with hospital friends, especially in the cardiac ward. Even though the hospital stay was short, sometimes their journey didn’t last long. It was horrifyingly close to home. Continue reading Friends and Expectations

Vacation Decided

Vacations should have been torturous, horrid experiences but I don’t remember them that way at all.

Early on, my existence shrunk my poor parent’s borders of adventure.From having a normal child and the continent as their vacation playground, to having one repeated vacation destination for the next seven years because of me.

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