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SMA Syndrome Survivor
I’m a survivor of superior mesenteric artery syndrome. With part of my large intestine now attached to my stomach, I’m able to do the one thing sma syndrome does it’s best to stop: eat and digest food as well as the nutrients from it. I had my by-pass done at Berkshire Medical Center in October 2014 and not a day goes by where I don’t appreciate and revel in being able to actually eat. Not a day goes by where I can forget the pain of starvation as my body ate itself in an attempt to survive; The feeling of being unable to eat any food without it coming immediately back up; The feeling of hopelessness as my weight plummeted to 82 pounds, and for years no one could tell me why. This illness is cruel, sneaky, and deadly. Statistics tell us it’s extremely rare with few who survive, and it’s -because- of the major lack of knowlege and awareness it exists, even in the medical field. I often find myself explaining what it is to simultaneously curious and horrified nurses and doctors. I’m so incredibly grateful to have survived the illness and procedure, but am fully aware the condition is still in my body–able to strike again at any time, and never take that for granted. We’ve lost too many to this brutal disease, it’s time the medical field–and the world–take notice. ✌❤
SMA Syndrome Survivor
I’m a survivor of superior mesenteric artery syndrome. With part of my large intestine now attached to my stomach, I’m able to do the one thing sma syndrome does it’s best to stop: eat and digest food as well as the nutrients from it. I had my by-pass done at Berkshire Medical Center in October 2014 and not a day goes by where I don’t appreciate and revel in being able to actually eat. Not a day goes by where I can forget the pain of starvation as my body ate itself in an attempt to survive; The feeling of being unable to eat any food without it coming immediately back up; The feeling of hopelessness as my weight plummeted to 82 pounds, and for years no one could tell me why. This illness is cruel, sneaky, and deadly. Statistics tell us it’s extremely rare with few who survive, and it’s -because- of the major lack of knowlege and awareness it exists, even in the medical field. I often find myself explaining what it is to simultaneously curious and horrified nurses and doctors. I’m so incredibly grateful to have survived the illness and procedure, but am fully aware the condition is still in my body–able to strike again at any time, and never take that for granted. We’ve lost too many to this brutal disease, it’s time the medical field–and the world–take notice. ✌❤