Day 06- A picture of your true self.
My name means "joy." Ever since I was a baby I've been known to have a happy disposition. As a baby I had really bad asthma. The doctor misdiagnosed me with the terminal disease cystic fibrosis. I was taken into care of the hospital and they hook me up to a machine to help me breathe better. The nurses said how a baby like me would normally be really uncomfortable, and be handful. But I wasn't, instead, I would lie there there breathing and laughing, then my chest would collapse and I'd start gasping, but still laughing. This is how I earned the respected title of the "Big Fat Happy Wheezer."



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