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Human touch. Our first form of communication. Safety, security, comfort, all in the gentle caress of a finger. Or the brush of lips on a soft cheek. It connects us when we're happy, bolsters us in times of fear, excites us in times of passion and love. We need that touch from the one we love.
Hannah Prince was diagnosed at Seventeen year old with Cystic Fibrosis. Hannah spends most of her time in the hospital as a cystic fibrosis patient. Her life is full of routines, boundaries and self‑control. But when she met David Dobrik all she wanted was to break those boundaries. Hannah loves to vlog and talk about her sickness, teaching people about it.
"So, I am back in the hospital again for another tune-up. I need a few more rounds of antibiotics. I've been getting lots of stomach pain lately, maybe it was the chipotle." Hannah said to the camera
They door then opened cutting Hannah off. It was her favorite nurse Mrs. Miranda. "Hannah turn that camera off!" Miranda said trying to reach for the camera while Hannah pulled away giggling.
"So what's going on today, heard you got stomach pains and a fever?" Miranda questioned while looking through Hannah's files.
"Yeah, probably the chipotle" Hannah said trying to hold in her laughter. Miranda just shook her head.
"I told you to stop eating it!" "BUT ITS SO GOOOOOOD" Hannah groaned out as Miranda rolled her eyes leaving the room leaving Hannah's med cart.
"So, Barb is letting me keep my med cart in my room this time. And she left me a bunch of pills, some G-Juice. Yum! That's the liquid nutrition that goes straight to my stomach through my G-tube" Hannah said to the camera giggling. "So, to any of you girls out there wishing you could eat 5,000 calories a day and not gain a pound, I'll trade you any day." Hannah said sending a smirk to the camera.
"Today I'll probably be reorganizing this thing because as many of you know, I'm slightly anal. By slightly anal, I mean clinically OCD. So, peace. Bye, guys!"
Hannah shuts off her camera and starts to organize her med cart. Putting everything color order until she was pleased. Flopping back onto her hospital bed.
She decided to post on her twitter account for her fans to ask her questions for her next vlog. When she was gone she started to cough spitting the mucus into her cup and took an inhaled using her ventilator.
It was about 9:00pm when she brushed her hair and get dressed into her get sweats and baggy tank top to walk around the hospital, which she does every night.
Hannah walked into the lobby greeting the doctors and nurses before walking to her friend Annie's room. She was only 14 she met her in the hospital coffee shop. Annie was diagnosed with terminal cancer about a month ago. Hannah goes to her room every night to talk with her. Hannah then slipped on her blue face mask and walked into Annie's room quietly.
"Hey stargirl, feeling better?" Hannah asked as she sat down on the chair next to Annie's bed
"Not great my hair is starting to fall out from the medicine. I'm gonna look so hideous." She replied wiping the tears from her eyes.
"Hey look at me, hair or no hair, you are always beautiful. Don't ever think that this will change that." Hannah told Annie giving her a hug.
Annie's doctor came into the room and ushered me out of the room so she can give Annie her nightly medication. With a sigh Hannah went into her room and popped her medicine into her mouth before falling asleep.
