Never give up so easily Anonymous

Wherever the art of medicine is loved, there is also a love of humanity.

--Hippocrates

I am fortunate to have grown up in a medical family: my grandfather and his brothers are traditional Chinese medical doctors. In fact, since my parents took charge of one of my grandfather's traditional medicine shops, I have spent more time there than at home. Whenever I felt sick, my grandfather always gave me the best herbs to cure my illness and taught me basic medical knowledge. My grandfather’s medicine is really amazing: after taking my grandfather’s medicine in my 5th grade, I grew 12 cm in one year.

But I've also had an unlucky life, one chained by sickness. In my early childhood, I needed to sleep more than 10 hours or else I would feel weak the entire day. When my mom found red spots on my face, she took me to several hospitals, but no doctor knew what was wrong. My mystery ailment was finally diagnosed as vasculitis, an incurable disease which causes constant sleepiness, fatigue, red spots, and swollen wounds. The only way to avoid the symptoms is to maintain positive emotions, get enough sleep, and avoid excessive exposure to sunlight.

Once my family discovered what vasculitis was, we recognized that my two aunts had the same...