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Khia’s Diary Entry

Khia has written a fantastic diary entry from the perspective of a person with Primary Ciliary Dyskinesia (PCD).  It is such a thoughtful, considered piece and we are very proud to share it with readers on the writing blog.

If you are moved by Khia’s writing or would like to learn more about PCD, please visit http://pcdsupport.org.uk/

Diary Entry:

Primary ciliary dyskinesia (PCD) is a rare genetic lung disorder, also known as Immotile Cilia Syndrome. I have it. I don’t want it. I didn’t ask for it. I just have it.

I am thirteen now. I had my birthday yesterday. I found out I had PCD when I was 7. It was scary, it was the first time I didn’t really know what was going to happen next. I went for my first admission to Royal Brompton Hospital when I was 7 in 2010. I had to have an operation, my first one. I didn’t know what was going to happen to me. I was lucky though as I had my family with me and the hospital had someone explain to me what they were going to do during my operation. They were really nice. That’s what I care about most in the world…support (friends, family, hospital staff and any other type of support).

Even though I have support helping me through my admission, being in hospital is still not ideal and it never will be. Up until the age of 10 I was terrified every time I was admitted. I was scared of one thing in particular. Petrified even. Needles – my biggest fear!!! I had to have regular blood tests and long lines and cannulas (a thin tube inside a vein to give medication) these also involve needles. My veins are very small so it’s hard to get my lines/cannulas in. Once I had to be sedated as they had to put my line I my foot. I use cream to numb the skin so I don’t feel the needle but it doesn’t stop the butterflies fluttering around my tummy. I had a psychologist to help me and by time I was ten I was over the fear. I wouldn’t say completely as I still get butterflies.

People don’t really know about my condition apart from some of my friends and family. I guess that is my biggest secret. It doesn’t really come into conversation but I don’t really want to tell people as it makes me feel less normal and I don’t wanted to be treated differently. It’s hard sometimes as I have to miss school which means I miss work ad worry I will fall behind. When I get back to school people ask where I have been…I don’t know what to say. It is annoying. Sometimes I feel like a burden to my family as they have to make time for my medicines and have to always put me first. That doesn’t make me feel too great.

Having this condition means I can’t always do what I would like to. For example I get tired easily as my lungs can’t keep up so I can’t always do a lot of sport or even sometimes run to my next class. I have to wear extra layers in the winter even if it makes me look odd compared to my friends. I know it is only for the good of my health but still…I am a teenager after all. I can’t always go out with my friends for sleepovers as it dents my medical routine. I guess I just want to be normal and this condition is a wall which I can’t climb.

One question I was asked on my birthday was: Are you looking forward to the future or dreading it? I said I was looking forward to it and I am but… I am also dreading it a lot! I don’t know what is going to happen in the future concerning my condition and that worries me. The thought of not knowing worries me a lot.

People say I am a hero because I have this condition yet I still wake up with a smile on my face everyday. Why? Because I think that there is no point mourning and feeling sorry for myself as that doesn’t get me anywhere so instead I live life like everyday is my last!

Olivia Rose Smith

Liv

5 comments

  1. Khia, this writing is so inspiring. The expressions you have used are so well-chosen and really communicate the feelings of frustration your hero feels. I particularly like the ending of your writing, it acknowledges the difficulties faced by Olivia, but highlights her positivity and strength in the face of adversity. A wonderfully written piece!

  2. Khia,
    I have to agree with Charlotte that your writing is a powerful insight into the world of a young person with PCD. It is a very honest piece and enables us to imagine what the young person is going through. Thank you for sharing those thoughts…

  3. Khia,
    Your piece of writing is extremely thoughtful and you can really feel the frustration in your hero’s voice. Your hero is also undoubtedly selfless and the whole of your piece is extremely thought provoking for the reader. If everyone was like you or just realised that people living with conditions like PCD are like everybody else then just imagine how ideal it would be ….

  4. Kiwi, babe this is beautiful. I didn’t realise it was like this and also oh my days I didn’t realise you could write like this it’s amazing. It’s made it so much easier for me to understand this and thank you so much for sharing this.
    I’m always here for you, best friendd

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