You can say it all started when I was a kid… my parents and family members all knew me as the one that fell a lot. I’d fall at home running around, playing outside in the front or back yard, and even at school, see I didn’t just fall and hurt my arm no I’d fall face first for everything. When my parents took me to my doctor he just said I didn’t have the same reaction other kids have by putting the hands forward and when I would I’d end up hurting my wrist, arms, and knees all the time. So I was a clumsy kid! When I was in high school freshmen year I was having hard time breathing if it was during band practice or even soccer practice it just seemed like I couldn’t breathe. It was a weird concept that none of us understood. I knew I had this problem because at the beginning of the school year every time to join any type of active activity you had to get a physical, and at that time we had a doctor that came to the school that did our physicals. The first year he noticed some l...