This was a long time ago, when I was just a kid.

I have asthma, a condition where your lungs are weak so they can seize up when triggered by cold air, exercise, etc.

I wound up being hospitalized two times in one winter, then a third time in one year.

The doctor said this shouldn't be happening so much. My mom asked what can they do? The doctor said that it is not so much as my lungs, but that:

"She doesn't know any better. That, for her, this was as good as it was going to get."

So, for my condition to improve, I had to see that they was more to life than this. So slowly, they had to work with me. Get me to pratice control and breathing. Exercise everyday, increasing amounts.

Over the year, I was doing better and better. I was so proud when one summer when my family were swimming at the beach. My mom was teaching us how to dive, and she said to my sister when she came up earlier than me, "You should be able to under longer than her, and she's the one with the asthma!"

I couldn't have been prouder. I grew, forever it seems, but the result was right there. I got better, thanks to the help of others and of my own perseverance, I was able to hold my breath longer than my healthy sister!

I suppose the moral here is that even if there is obstacles....I guess you can go for it, because there is something better out there.

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It's always inspiring to hear how others' find their empowerment and what perseverance has done for them. You have overcome many obstacles...way to go!