Scoliosis, the curse, the blessing, the life

      Hello fellow people that are currently alive. It is I again Scoliatic with a fresh, new, story about something that happened to me as a child. This post doesn't really have much to do with scoliosis but I hope you all enjoy, share, comment, and follow.     The house that I live in is old. Really old. If I remember correctly (I probably don't) its about 118 years old. Yeah, it's old. Its been remodeled and renovated a few times. It didn't use to have the now playroom connected to the house. Even the entrance positions have changed. There used to be a door where our pantry is and there's still the old doorbell there. We used to and still do to a lesser degree, press it so that people would think there was someone at the door. With the addition of our dog to our family we had to stop because she doesn't know that shes been tricked and will bark longer than I'd like to listen to. We also have a pair of sliding doors that separate the living room from the d

      Hello again people with a screens in front of their faces; it isI, Scoliatic the wise, and today I shall talk about my upcoming final surgery and how my expansion went along with the news that I will not be going to Why Not You Academy, but either Big Picture, or Highline. If you enjoy my blog and want to be notified when a new one comes out, there is a follow button on the homepage that you can click, press, or leave alone. Also, currently the only way that I can gain new viewers is by word of mouth, text, Email, or smoke signal, so if you can, please share it with friends and family.     If you read my previous post you know that I had my expansion on Monday where they take a menacing magnetic device that makes my rods elongate with the power of magnetism. This expansion wasn't the best or the worst but could've gone better. As I arrived to the towering structure of medical mastery, I felt a sense of dread. It was once again time for the magnetic ritual. before the expa

    Hello people of the internet, Scoliatic here. I learned a couple days ago that I have an expansion on Monday. Yay... As you may recall I hate expansions. I have had a few painful ones and I always feel weird afterwards. I have learned to take some pain meds beforehand and it helps but doesn't make it perfect. Also, I can usually tell when I have another one coming up by my back. It usually hurts more in my left shoulder when I need an expansion for some reason but that didn't happen this time so I was caught off guard. I'm not complaining about that part though because this means that I get to have my expansion before the back pain from needing one starts. I should be fine and nothing bad will happen but I am still nervous  and probably will be until it's done so I wantt it to and don't want it to happen.     Aside from that news I also found out that I didn't get into a school I was going to go to. I was going to go to Big Picture but instead will be going

      Well hello their people of the internet, Scoliatic here again. Today I shall be talking about my birth and all the crazy things that were wrong with me back then. Please enjoy and share with your friends and family.     You may be wondering how I got here, where I came from, and how some of my many disabilities came into place. You see it all started with my diaphragmatic hernia.     Before I was born the doctors knew it was there. They first learned about it when I had my ultrasound and they were able to plan for my birth. When I popped into the world, the first thing my parents did was baptize me. This usually takes place later in a babies life but for all they knew at the time mine might not have lasted that long. After the baptism I was hooked up to machines to regulate breath and make sure that my heart was working properly. They had to do this because my organs were a mess. The hole in my diaphragm caused all my insides to be in the wrong places and you could