To faint or not to faint
People have been rather curious about the name of my blog…well, here is the story behind it. When I was 11, I had my first pacemaker implanted. I am sure it was weird for kids my age to think of the idea of their classmate having a pacemaker, since that is usually saved for their grandparents *no offense* Anyway, when I was in Sunday school this boy in the class kept calling me pacer chick. He kept doing it and doing it, and finally one day, I got fed up. I walked over to him, and punched him in the face. I remember the other kids and Sunday school teacher holding me back, but oh man was I mad! I was just getting used to the idea of having a pacemaker, and believe me I wasn’t exactly thrilled at the idea. I don’t mind the stupid comments people say now, because I am used to them, but still…sometimes I just want to say “SHUT UP!”
The one thing I do mind being said though is that I am faking it. I have heard that so much during my life, and because of that, it took me almost eight years to get a real diagnosis. When I don’t feel good, it sucks, why would I do that for attention? Why would anyone do that for attention? If you have NCS, POTS, or anything else, and someone is telling you that you are faking it, just push those ignorant remarks to the back of your mind. If only they could walk a mile in our shoes…
I hope everyone is feeling well today also. I am feeling pretty good, I worked, and now its time to relax! Dinner and a movie perhaps.
Till next time…