Fight to Go On (her)

Before

Before...I don't remember a lot from before. "Before what?" You might wonder.  Before Sepsis, an incurable disease that permanently hospitalized me at the age of four.  So the short of it, sepsis is caused by and overwhelming immune response to infection.  It causes inflammation in the blood and organs.  The doctors told me I would go into organ failure by the age of 13.  I surpassed my time frame as I am now 16 about to turn 17.  Most children with my condition had amazing parents that stood by and loved them every step of the way.  Well not me.  My parents were so happy when they had a girl.  Someone to follow in my mother's footsteps as a model.  But when they found out about my problems they completely disowned me.  Changed my birth name, and all the documentation of ever having anything to do with me.  I found out two years ago I have a 6 year old little sister.  They must be so proud to have a healthy daughter.  I've seen her in a bunch of juice commercials and children magazines.  She is so beautiful.  I guess I should get back on topic though.  I've never been able to go to school.  I wanted to do homeschooling, but that was to no avail.  They had to have a parent or guardians signature.  I love to read, so every night I sneak over to the library.  I've never decorated my room, cause I've never had any reason too.  Not ever having an actual home, I didn't know what it was like to feel at home.  I don't really have any actual friends either.  There was one girl I used to talk to when I was 9.  But she passed away two months after our meeting.  I didn't really talk to anyone except for my nurses and doctors after.    But I guess when you live in a hospital around other sick people, you'll get to all the deaths.  I guess I haven't told you where my home town.  I was born in Las Angeles, California but now live Ada, Oklahoma.  9 years ago I was moved from Kansas City hospital to Ada, so I haven't always been in the same hospital.  I have switched between 4 different hospitals.  First was the hospital in LA, next I was in Kansas City Regional, then was Kansas City HealthPlex, and last is Ada Memorial Hospital.  I was put in the foster system for a couple months before I got to bad, but never got adopted.  Because I was so upset over that the doctors and nurses told me they were my family.  They didn't stay there long enough for me to feel like family, they just kept quitting.  I'm not aloud to go near most people besides the doctors because of my overwhelming immune system.  There's a lot more to tell you.  But if I told you all of it now there won't be a story.  Oh and I almost forgot to introduce myself.  My name is Josie Braelynn Dodger.