going to college

High school graduation made me feel mature, but I grew up the day I realized that I've never been alone in dealing with my disability

posted on July 1, 2011 - 4:12pm
It didn’t happen during my childhood, when I walked around wobbly with a pediatric walker, smiling and conversing. It didn’t happen in my sophomore year of high school, after an emergency room visit led to an 11-day hospital stay and a diagnosis of type 1 diabetes. It didn’t happen my senior year of high school, after a four-day hospital stay to implant a pacemaker to regulate my slow heartbeat....
posted on November 1, 2004 - 10:05am
Albrecht as a senior She quit. It was 2 a.m., three weeks before the end of my freshman year at the University of Southern California in Los Angeles, and my personal care aide quit.