hi...im jerica, so my life has been a wild ride..honestly i really shouldnt be here..but i am <img src="i/expressions/heart.gif" border="0"> about 3yrs ago i was literally on my death bed...my digestive system stopped on me, meaning i looked like i was 8months pregnant... i couldnt use the restroom at all, cramping soo bad..i didnt think i was in that critical condition until all of a sudden i was at home and started vomiting, persistently...so i rushed to the ER..and next thing you know i was admitted i honestly dont know what happend after that.. i just know i woke up with tubes down my throat pumpin out my own fescies..i got down to 96lbs..and im 5'8..not soo good, so the DR. decided that he was going to do surgery on me not too sure what kind but it had to do with gastreial...it was a battle between my mom and the doc..and the reason for that was because my CF SPECIALIST in dallas said that if anything like that were to happen ..never to let them do surgery because them not knowing too much about cf well lets just say that the docs in amarillo have lost a cf patient because of that..so the battle was on and they decided they would try everything else and leave surgery as a LAST RESORT kinda thing... i was giving up tremendously i almost passed..something brought me back tho..im not sure what maybe faith, maybe the fact that god isnt done with me..im not sure...but im still here..i live day by day...more like night by night ..i never know when it will be my last...im not sure where im trying to get with this story..i have so many life stories just not enough lol and i think everybody would get tired of them lol...well chow for now l....