Thanksgiving
So, we are all done eating (for now) over here at my grandparent’s house. I am on the couch, listening to my Papaw play guitar while my cousin plays banjo…yes, we are southern.
I sure am thankful for my family and most of all my health. I may not be in tip top condition, but I am up and I am living! I mean, I never thought when I was younger that I would be able to be going to school full time and work. Now look at me! I always tell people that come up to me who have just been recently diagnosed not to fret. I know the upward climb seems so hard and just neverending, but you will get through it. It bummed me out for a little bit when my friend asked my mom if I will ever grow out of having NCS/POTS and my mom said no. A lot of my friends who have it got it later in life so they have a higher chance of going on and being healthy. I on the other hand was born with this, so its gonna be with me for a long time. I don’t let it bum me out to much though because that just means I will still be able to help and relate to those who are just getting diagnosed.
It is nice being around my family though because they understand me and my “messed up-ness” If I were to get sick around strangers, oh man…call 911, call the cops, call Scotland Yard! My family though…nope, and thats a good thing. People sometimes see my mom trying to get me up and walking around and they freak out! But my mom is 1) a nurse, and 2) she has been dealing with me for 22 years. The woman sometimes knows more about what is going on with me and my health than I do. I had to call her the other day and ask her what kind of pacemaker I had! I forgot 
Alright, going back to the sing-a-long. Hope ya’ll have a great holiday!!