This article has a huge significance for adoptees – many of us can immediately give a list of illnesses, diseases and disorders which have afflicted us and how important validation has been in our lives. Seeking diagnosis is often a long, drawn-out difficult task with few answers but worth the pursuit if we are to change our attitude to what has happened to us and what happens next. Really a must read!
When I was twelve, I was coming home from swimming at my neighbor’s dock when I saw an ambulance’s flashing lights in our driveway. I still remember the asphalt burning my feet as I stood, paralyzed, and watched the paramedics take away my father. It was as if I knew those flashing lights were a harbinger that my childhood was over.
At the hospital, a surgeon performed “minor” elective bowel surgery on my young dad. The surgeon made an error, and instead of my father coming home to the “welcome home” banners we’d painted, he died.
The medical care system failed my father miserably. Then the medical care system began to fail me.
At fourteen, I started fainting. The doctors implied I was trying to garner attention. In college I began having full seizures. I kept them to myself, fearful of seeming a modern Camille. I’d awaken on the floor…
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