Topic: Write about a time you had to take the high road.

Setting the scene:  The following pretty much covers a day in my life at the doctor’s while I was searching for answers, and BEFORE I was diagnosed with POTS and EDS. 

You have to understand.  I am cut out of the same cloth as my Dad.  From our sense of humor, to our looks, to our flexibility, to the fact that we both hate change.

We also have the same problem. 

After 11 long months, I have my first answer.  I went to Cleveland yesterday to get the results from my autonomic nervous system testing.  I went into the appointment with low expectations, most of all to protect myself.  I had been through so many other appointments to only find myself frustrated and disappointed when I was told that the test results did not show anything.  The doctors would tell me to celebrate the negative results but honestly this was hard when I still knew something was really wrong, and I didn’t know what it was.  I would leave many specialist’s office feeling like a crazy person when I was told my tests were normal, or that they came back “beautiful,” while I was still having crazy symptoms that made me sick.

September was the month I would be starting my 6th year of teaching.  August was the month Brad and I were supposed to start trying to have a family.  July was the month we were supposed to go to Gun Lake with friends.  June was the month I would get to see my favorite band, Dave Mathews Band in concert.  None of these things happened.


If the last year has taught me anything, it has taught me that life throws curve balls that are often beyond my control.  This has been a very hard lesson for me to learn; one that is extremely hard to accept for a type A, control freak like myself.  I have also learned that putting timelines on life doesn’t always work out as well.