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My diary | My disease | Comments



Monday, March 3, 2008


Last spring, my heart was filled with anticipation of attending my high school.

It's over. It feels as though the one and only spring of my life has just ended.

I want to return to the past. Make a time machine!

I want to build a time machine and revisit the past. If it weren’t for this disease, I might even be in love.

It was so vexing and shameful. I should struggle by myself. But I helplessly drag in the people around me. When I move around I cause trouble for everybody, so the least I could do was to drink less water to reduce my frequent need to go to the toilet. I do not want to become a liability to the people who care for me as every trip to the toilet is gruelling and inconvenient.

One day I won't be able to walk or stand.or even talk. Things that I have previously been able to do has begun to diminish one by one this year.

In my dreams I'm able to walk and talk to my friends or play basketball and run with all my might. But when I wake up, I have a body that’s no longer able to move freely.

My everyday life has been changed. What can I do to prevent a fall when I walk? What can I do to finish my lunch sooner? What can I do to not let people’s stare bother me? I can't function unless I consciously think of these things. Go to high school, then college, and then get a job…how I’d picture my future to be has…become zero.
Aya Ikeuchi

My opinion:
We should all cherish and treasure what we have now as we never know what will happen in the future or maybe even tomorrow. We sympathise and empathise with Aya as she is extremely pitiful. At the tender age of mere fifteen, she contracted such a terminal disease which condemned her forever, this is probably one of the worst tortures any teenager could ever go through. Aya is also very considerate and thoughtful as she cares a lot for the people around her and the last thing she would want to do is create trouble for them or make them feel uncomfortable.
My mind's unweaving/ 9:40 PM