The Truth

Hello everyone! i hope you all are having a great week so far. I’ve been busy with finals taking place in the next two weeks, but I wanted to share a story with you all. Its something that I was ashamed of, that made me feel like I was not a “normal” person because of this. Here is the story of my birth, a complicated mix of many emotions.

My twin and I were born on October 27,1996 in Portland, Oregon. Our mom was 6 months pregnant when she went into labor with us. She was rushed to Portland from Salem, where we currently live. The possibility of us surviving was less than 5%, and luckily here I am writing this story.

We were born weighing 1 pound 0 ounces, a first for the Oregon Health and Sciences University hospital where we were born in. We had major complications due to underdevelopment, and were kept in incubators for months. Past Christmas our parents would drive to Portland from Salem every day to see our progress, where we were slowly getting better with the help of medicine and an even better group of nurses that we still see from time to time. The pictures that we’ve seen of us showed our progress, with the first ones being that we easily fit in the palm of our dads hand.

We got to go home after months of anguish, but the struggle was not over. We had to go the hospital continuously for check ups, and make sure we were moving along accordingly. My twin had more issues to face, such as having to use a walker at an early age to learn how to walk, and having physical therapy for appropriate movements of the body.

This experience has always been something I’ve shied away from. It always made me feel weak but now I know that was my strength.  That she and I were given an opportunity that many aren’t lucky enough to have. Knowing that has made me strong, pushing forward when things get rough.

Things have not been hard for me, but education has. It seems I am in this consistent cycle of failure, never knowing how to pass classes I’ve taken multiple times, always making mistakes that get me the same result, and when I try to focus and study more, the results aren’t in my favor. These situations have made me think of giving up, moving and figuring out what I can do that makes me money and that I don’t hate, but I have invested so much time that giving up isn’t an option. I was put on this earth for a reason, even if I dont know what it is yet.

I wanted to thank all 280 of you that follow this blog of mine. Every time the number gets higher I am shocked by all the support that is being given to me. Everyone reading this gives me inspiration to keep working towards my goals, because I know I will get to wherever I need to be.

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One thought on “The Truth

  1. That is incredible. What fighters you and your sister are! I’m sure your struggles now are a result of being so preemie but it sounds like you are determined and won’t gice up! So much strength to you!

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