An Emotional Roller Coaster In September of 1998, my father approached me outside of our home and told me that he believed that I had a thyroid disorder. “Something’s wrong with my thigh?” is one of the first things that I asked him. He answered no to the question and went on to explain why he thought I had a thyroid disorder. I thought that having a thyroid disorder wasn’t going to be that …showed first 75 words of 1274 total…

…showed last 75 words of 1274 total…advice, and I tried out my sophomore, junior, and senior year. Now I am head majorette and straight A student most of the time. The teacher I had that didn’t believe me still thinks that I was never sick, even though I did have surgery. I now realize that I will never be the same. My body and looks may have changed, but I’m still the same old Kimberly I always have been.