Dear Teen MeDear Teen Me:Dear Teen Me2 years ago in Adult More Like This
You're in the hospital right now, curled up in a ball and wheezing in pain. The doctors have you on bed rest because every time you try to stand up the world goes black. You weigh just less than 90 pounds, and you haven't eaten in months. It's not because you don't want to eat; it's because keeping food down is like nailing Jell-O to the wall, impossible. You dry heave over a metal bed pan the nurse gave you, but nothing but this disgusting yellow and brown stuff ever comes up. The nurses tell you that the yellow stuff is bile and the brown stuff is blood.
They used to do tests on you every day. They would come in with their needles and poke you until they found a vein that hadn't yet been siphoned from yet. You have track marks on your arms from all the blood tests. They would bring you down to labs with giant machines and take x-rays and MRI's. They shoved a tube with a camera on it down your throat and through your digestive system to see if there were any abnormalitie