Our Curse or Blessing? My mother of twenty-six is a very happy person. Five years ago she played soccer, ran, and raised three awesome children. On September fourth 2008 my mom went to the hospital for having a hard time breathing. At that time I was in high school being the rebel I was giving teachers a hard time I didn’t think too much of it just all fun and games. My brother had told me that everything was ok but they are going to do some test. A couple years passed with every doctor telling her it was asthma nothing more. She also suffered from horrible migraines no doctor could figure it out. Finally my mom pulled her kids together, with me being the trouble maker I was being kicked out of school and in senior year only having sixty credits. We never would just have dinner together.
Im in the middle of my dinner my dad says “mom has some really important stuff to tell us”.
I could see in my dad’s eyes that he was heartbroken. She had told us that she has a disease called Wagner’s disease. It is an auto immune deficiency disease. I yet to grasp the “important” in this whole situation.
I did some research on this disease, I looked for hours and read what some people said about it and how they live with it. Then it dawn upon me that a common cold or a simple infection can kill her. At that time I started to get a cold chill down my spine and all these thought started going through my head of getting a call in the middle of the night saying that my mom has passed away or waking up to that. I realized that my mom did everything for me and I treated her like I didn’t care. That’s when I started to straighten up with school. I hated the fact that If my mom did die that month or that year what would I have done to make her proud of me. So as I started to straighten up my life I started to visit with my mom more and for the first few months she seemed down