Today is my 16 birthday (finally). I really don't know why I'm starting to write a diary since I never had one before, but something inside of me is telling me to write and I just couldn't just ignore it.
Today at school all my friends and everyone from the cheerleading squad gave me some birthday present, I am so thankful for my friends. After cheer practice I went home and finished doing my homework, then I had dinner with my family and my mom made a wonderful cake (thank you mom. After we finished eating the cake, my dad ask me to go get something in the garage when I stepped in I saw a brand new red car in there waiting for me. After screaming for excitement I went up to my dad and gave him a hug and thanked him a million times. Then later that night my boyfriend Zack, whom I have been dating since sophmore, picked me up and took me out for dinner. I have the perfect family, friends, boyfriend, and may I saw I have a perfect life? And I hope it never change.
Before cheer practice I was at the locker room changing into my training clothes, my best friend Whitney came up to me and asked if I was on a diet since I looked a lot skinner than last year. I told her I haven't been on a diet and maybe all this workout is making me lose some weight. The weirdest thing happen to me during practice, I was learning some new moves and was doing just fine, but when I was ready to move to the left my legs wouldn't move, it felt like as if my entire body was its own control. While I was struggling to move the girl next to me accidently shoved me and then I could feel my legs collapsed and I ended up landing on my chin. While lying there motionlessly I started to hear the girls scream, "Oh My Gosh, she's bleeding!" When I looked I could see a puddle of blood in front of me and I layed there crying from the pain. My couch came up to me and asked "Naz, are you alright?" I wanted to yell at her that I wasn't alright and I was in so much pain, but all I could do was nod. When I tried to get up my entire my body couldn't move so I just lay there hoping something to help me. Couch then grabbed me on the shoulders and pulled me up.
"Naz, I want you to stay here till the ambulance arrive, while I call your parents." said couch.
"It's okay couch it's not that bad." I replied, but when I touched my chin I saw the gush of blood on my hands. I got 3 stiches, I grit my teeth and dealth with the pain, because it was my fault for being clumsy and I felt sorry for mom, dad, couch, and my friends for making them worry.
A couple days later I went to a hospital with my parents. While driving there, I asked my parents why I needed to there since my wound on my chin was going away.
"The doctors just want to check on something, don't worry you'll be fine." My mother replied but....
When we arrived the doctor's office my mother explained to the doctor:
1. I fell and cut my chin and not land on my hands.
2. I'm starting to walk wobbly.
3. I'm losing some weight.
4. When I try to reach an object I somehow miss it.
5. My movement has become really slow.
After hearing this entire list I started to get scared and thought something was wrong with me. After the doctor took some notes, he asked me to do some excercies by walking across the room, stand on one leg, and press my index finger on my nose then to the doctor. At first he asked to slowly which I did just fine, but when he asked to do faster, I started to walk wobbly, fell a couple times, and miss touching my nose or the doctors finger. After finishing some medical examination he told me, "Let's have a CT scan."
I nodded and followed the nurse that was waiting in me, When I was doing the CT scan I felt like I was in a space ship. After doing some CT scan the doctor asked me some question.
"Nazomi, can you do something for me?"
I nodded
"Would you write on your diary if something unusual happens even though its small?"
I nodded, "okay I'll try to do that."
The doctor asked if I could come once a month and take some medicine for my balance coordination. When we were ready to leave the doctor asked if he could speak to my parents alone. I said I didn't mind and left the room. I felt so ashamed that I have to have my parents worry an dspend this much money. Mom and Dad I'm so sorry.
