Just a look at some of the beginnings of my blog…
Originally posted on The Burned Hand:
So, I can’t recall all of the diseases I was tested for at this point in my life, but enough blood was taken from me to perform several tests with really long names. At best, I remember thinking that none of them sounded good. Porphyria Cutanea Tarda stuck in my mind all the way home. I had a bad feeling about it, and I knew what that meant. After looking it up and reading about it, it struck me as odd that things I found important in my life right then would be the very things I could no longer have. Alcohol. Seriously…no alcohol? You haven’t met my family. Sunlight. SUNLIGHT. This has to be wrong. Lastly, birth control. Aww, hell no. There is no way I have this. I am about to get married, and go on my honeymoon. While reading about this disease, my parents tried to…
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