I think about my life and where I came from, and where I'm am now. And I find it amazing the things that I were a costume to and the things I now have to become a costume to. My doctor just prescribed and new medication for me, called  somatostatin. it's now part of my morning routine to wake up every morning and inject myself with a needle to give myself medication. and this is just a trial, he may have to adjust it, i could possibly have to do that every 8 hours.  I can't help think im a punk, cause of people out there with diseases like aides and cancer who may have to do worst, or more. And at the same time, i wonder if i haven't came to grips with my own disease and its actually worst that I'm giving it credit. I mean, this is for the rest of my life, and its not debilitating yet, but can be, and could possibly cut my life short by 10-15 years. I'm not sure, but, I think it can affect the my ability to have kids and if I have children, I could pass it on to them.

I have a lot to think about, and a lot of adjusting to. I don't really have anyone to talk to about this, and don't know anyone going through the same thing that could even relate to me. its like I'm alone, and lonely sometimes. i try to find positives in this disease, things that my make it easier to cope with. I mean, its a rare disease, so that make me rare. i don't know.....