On October first 2010 my heart stopped, yet life wasn’t taken away from me; I was diagnosed with (ms) multiple sclerosis. Ms has bettered me tremendously and provided me with encouragement and faith that I could accomplish anything, it only takes hard work. As a child I was always happy, growing up I loved school, and grades were always important; outside of loving school, I loved and cared for all. Once I hit puberty and shot through teenage years I became a person of attitude.
As far as others I cared little to none, school and grades traveled far from my mind. When noticed my counselor, teachers, and mom asked why I remained silent and Kept hidden secrets, but to myself I knew the reason I posed as a none caring person, and began to slack it was only that I felt as if I couldn‘t accomplish what I was asked, Tenth grade is when my short comings began.
Attitude and failings as well, that was the year I decided I rather fit in and strive for a normal status than do work, it was obvious I really didn’t care about anything academic.
For every progress and report card there followed a very mediocre performance, After noticing my mother didn’t accept either, to stop myself from drowning in disappointment I absolutely gave up all efforts. During my eleventh year, I actually started to try once more, except all seemed to be flawed yet again, August 1 was extremely excited about returning to school, another step to advancing in the world, at least that’s what I thought.
September fifth, 2010 I noticed something was wrong with me, my vision became of poor quality I unintentionally loss focus on work, had poor balance and gained shortness of breath very quickly.
One day after school I attended marching band practice Everything was smooth sailing until I went outside I was assigned pushups and laps; normally I am up to the challenge and can handle the load, but not this time, after a few pushups I felt overwhelmed. Throughout the rest of the month I felt as ifI was no longer normal, that’s when I really gave up on everything, Not intended once again school work wasn’t a major, I even gave up what meant most to me bandi After constantly complaining to my mother about how I felt she finally took me to my doctor, right away from the symptoms told, doctors assumed it could possibly be ms and I was immediately sent for an MRI.
Soon October arrived and I was hit with a disease I have to deal with for the rest of my life. Through the past year I have had my ups and down trying to accept the fact that I have multiple sclerosis. Now that I have reached twelfth grade I feel brand new, the attitude, the lack of caring and the meritocracy has thankfully disappeared. I really feel I owe it all to ms. I now focus on all classes and complete all assignments, aiming for all a’s and b’s. From being in school and so far achieving my goal, outside of what I believed ms could prevent me from doing, I now see that I can achieve everything, and that anything is possible getting through it all I am proud to say twelfth grade is my year of success and hope.
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