Familia Cedeño

I came home on Halloween. At this time I had a general idea of my condition and what it entailed. Whatever I didn't quite understand was answered by my Mother or Roberto, both who had done their research and knew more than I did. I announced to my extended family and friends via social network about my diagnosis and I felt content. We took Samuel to Roberto's work trick or treat activity and had a great time. I even got to see some good friends later that night at a get together. Overall it was a good day. Then the next day came and with it a TON of unwanted stress. I suddenly became overwhelmed. I started thinking of every single person I knew. I wanted them to know what had happened. I wanted to talk to them so they could understand. So that's what I tried to do. I called some friends. What I didn't know was that I wasn't ready. Emotionally I couldn't handle talking about it, when I hadn't fully internalized it myself. Since then things have gotten M...

So began my stay at the hospital. First, sodium right into my veins. Then started the blood work.  LOTS of blood work. Other than that it was me, the TV and the nurse coming in here and then. It was comforting to have my family close by to visit me everyday. I think it was the second day that the doctor came in and spoke to me of adrenal insufficiency. Funny thing is, I had heard of what he was talking about. I had seen a video online of a woman of my faith who wanted to be a dancer but was diagnosed with Addison's and started her own clothing line. Not only that, but my own sister had mentioned to me that she thought I might be suffering from that same illness.WOW. So once the doctor told me that he was going to test me for it, I couldn't believe that he was talking about me. All this time I kept thinking it was a virus, something, anything that would just go away. How could it have been something this serious? The next day, the doctor comes in and tells me that I have A...

Around the beginning of October I could feel my energy leaving me little by little. I would take naps and get out of bed late. I wondered if something was happening. Months earlier my family freaked out when they saw how my tongue had turned a darker purple color on the edges, did it have to do with that? Well since nothing else was going on I didn't think much of it. Then on Saturday morning October 19th, I felt nauseous and SUPER tired. I planned on going to the temple, so we went, but I ended up just laying down on a sofa in the ladies room until Roberto was done. That same weekend I dragged myself to church and was so exhausted that it was WORK just to write on the board. On Monday I completely lost my appetite. I tried eating but I just felt like vomiting. The same thing happened the next couple days until Wednesday came and I finally gave in to my body's urge and I threw up. The ritual continued until Friday came and I was taken to my mother's home. That Friday...