“I’m done. I refuse to let the doctors stop until they find what is wrong with me because I cannot do this anymore.”I was a senior in high school living on my own and had just turned 18.
The pain was so severe and unbearable that my boyfriend at the time drove me to the closest hospital. After a few tests, they just ruled it being a possible case of Norovirus.
They gave me medicine to help the pain and sent me home a few hours later. At the time, I figured I would get rid of what I thought was a virus in a few days, to a week at most, and I would move on with my life.Read more on positivelypositive.com