A small petite girl, with bright blonde hair and deep brown eyes slowly walked through the door.
She walked towards the bed, and fixated herself so she had several pillows around her, and a little dragon stuffed animal, that I'm assuming was from the doctor, was sitting in her lap.
She hooked herself up to the feeding tube.
She nicely introduced herself to me, explaining that her name was Rachel, and she's from Boston.
She's 16, so she's a year younger than me.
She also told me about her diagnosis. It was of Gastroparesis, which is basically a complicated word that explains something simple. It's basically an illness where your stomach can't process food properly, which I assumed.
She said that only 3% of the worlds population is cursed with this illness and I guess she's one of the 3%. She was diagnosed with this weird thingie, about a year ago. When this happend, she had a bloated tummy, and it looked as if she was pregnant. She out grew almost all of her clothes, and had to buy back her wardrobe.
She had said her tummy has gotten bigger since then, and she has re-bought her wardrobe several times.
Last time, when they bought clothes for her, they got clothes that were baggy, so she had room to grow bigger, as that is a likely possibility.
