Do not feel sorry for me just understand and be thankful Part 1

I know everyone have felt in need of attention. Well I know everyone has thought about wow wouldnt it be kool if i could get just one overnight stayin the hospital so i can have all of that attention.

People go around all of the time, feeling sorry for themselves about many silly things. People have a choice to be happy or sad. If you are happy about life then you can live it . If you spend your time being upset about every little thing, well you spend life living death.

People argue alot. You know about alot of stuff. But the one thing that stands out the most is the simple fact, that they want pitty. let me give you an example \"My mom just died yesterday.\" \" well my hair fell out cause i used Nar\" \" well i am very depressed\" \" well my dog just died\' \" well I spilt gravy on my pants\"

You never hear \" o ur mom died, god be with you and i hope you feel better. Is there ne thing i can do to help you or say ne thing at all? I mean look on the bright side, she was a loving woman and shared many things others can share with others\"

Well I ask you to please put yourself in the other person\'s position. Take a moment of your time and reserach what is wrong with them . I did. I became that person .

I want to share my story.

I was having server pains in my lower stomach. I thought they were just cramps but they got worse. My mom has alot of medicle problems. I was a little nervous..

My grandmother took me to the hospital and it was a small clinic. Simple for such a simple visit.
We waited and I filled out a form.
To make a 3 hour visit short.
I got X-rayed and the doc said I just was constipated.
I thought that couldn\'t be right , i was just fine.
I even argued with him about it.
He gave me some meds adn told me to go home, and take them. If it does not go away in 3 days, come back.

The pain worsend in the next 24 hours. My appitite grew small. I could not handle it any more so i went to the E.R. the next day. I got X-Rayd again. They made me take a Uraine test to see my blood cell count. They took lots of blood with an I.V. test or two or three.

They told my mom I was just constipated again. Then they said my blood cell count was right and I shoudl go home until the other tests show up.

My mom was like\" is that all?\"

She was furious. We went home and came right back to another E.R. at a different hospital. They made me drink down this HUGE nastey \"banana Flavord\" drink so my insides will \"glow in the dark\" as my doctor said. But it was to really show them up on the CT scan.

They once again sent us home with no information.
My mom kept on callin them for the results.
Finally we got a call from the hospital.
I did not know what was goin on. I was on the phone with a friend discussin how kool it would be if i got put into the hospital overnight and they could visit me.
I ended the call when my mom was screaming \"WHY WHY MY GIRL WHY?\"

I went downstairs and my mom did not tell me anything. I looked on the caller I.D. The hospital had called.

She told me to hop into the car.
I did as i was told.
She cried all of the way to the hospital.

When we got there, The doctor sat me down to explain what I had. He informed me I had inhereted Ovarian Cysts. (i would beg youto go to familydoctor.org and type in Ovarian Cyst and read )

I was not thinking it was big until tonight when i finally looked it up on the web.

My body , i was told by the doctor, is young enoguh to soak up the blood in my stomach naturally. But when i get 20s then it won\'t. He never said what will happen then.

The web explains surgery.

He gave me pills and told me to go home.

lots of money

Well a month later another one came. I knew it