by Cheryl Hulick

Created on: October 01, 2008

For the first time in my life I am alone. I never leave my home except for doctors appointments and a monthly trip to the grocery store.When I reflect back on my life the theme is always the same. Give to others everything they need. I have only one need. To be loved and respected .I dont need material things to make me happy if there is none to enjoy them with. i want to experience all life has to offer. I want to take long walks. I want to go to the Science Centre, I want to go to an Observatory and see the stars. I want a kickass stereo system. I want to create new ideas. I want to cook with someone. I want tools to make things with.I want passion,iwant to give where I can.I want another chance to find happiness. I just dont have the motivation anymore. I need my Knight in Shining Armour to take me by the hand and start a life with me.I grew up in the 60"s, a middle child.For some reason I have only 2 or 3 memories from birth to age 9. I became a Juvenile Diabetic at age 9 and had to take insulin by needle everyday.I spent alot of time in hospital because my blood sugar was always high. At agees 11 and 12 I went into Ketoacidosis and almost died twice. I banged my shin on the coffee table and an ulcer developed. A big hole the size of a quarter wouldnt close. I developed atrophy in my thighs,arms and buttocks from the insulin. I looked like a freak and therefore did not swim,wear shorts until the age of 30.My mother turned against me when I got Diabetes and I was totally responsible to prepare my meals. Both my parents worked in the high end restaraunt field and were rarely home together.I always felt like I was a problem and so I did everything for myself.As a child I loved being in the hospital. I felt safe.My mother rarely visited because of work.My mother told me I would probably not marry or have children because I was always sick.At age 18 I developed Pluresy in both lungs and was put on life support,an induced coma and was not expected to live.I lived.i met my husband while recovering and after 8 years of dating we married.I got pregnant and was told I could die and my child too.I took the chance and had a healthy girl.I became a hairdresser,opened my own salon,got divorced and had 3 long term relationships I ended.My father died when I was 14 and my mother lived with me for 1year and died of cancer.Write your article here

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