PKD?

You know how I used to be obsessed with it? How I'd spend hours looking for scientific articles to try and project my progress? I can't tell you how many calculations of growth I've made based on every hint of uniform progression rates (everyone progresses differently with PKD). How I constantly mulled over facts and researched any discrepancies? You get the idea.

Well, nowadays I forget that I even have it.

I can't remember the last time I looked up an article or had a question about it. When I get asked about it, people comment on how chill I am. Well...they've always done that, but I used to be like: "Really? Because I'm freaking out!" It's just not an issue I get reminded of. I've learned how to take extra care of myself to avoid UTIs. My body seems to hurt less lately. It's probably the gabapentin, now that I think of it.

Anyway, my point is that it's no longer on my mind all the time. When it does come to mind, I panic. It's an indescribable horror to know your body is designed to kill you. It's programmed to kill you. Luckily though, it's just not a big deal right now and I'm free to live it up until about age 30 or when I get pregnant.