Covina, California (CA)
My story begins when I was 26 years old. I was a young, healthy, and very social man.
Then, I started feeling discomfort in my left leg. I didn't think anything of it. On Thanksgiving of 2006 I got very sick. I started getting cellulitis a lot, then blood infections, then hundreds of visits to hospitals. Countless doctors and no one could tell me what was wrong with me. I never had any formal care of my leg.. no wraps and no massages, nothing. I almost passed away 3 different times. My whole life stopped. I felt alone and disfigured. Everywhere I went, people looked at me like I was in a freak show. I had severe social anxiety. My quality of life was bad.
It took me eight long years to actually come to terms with myself. I have to live my life. God made me like this for a reason. Now I look forward in my life. I have a beautiful wife that loves me, a great family, and friends. I couldn't have made it this far without them.