I have a sister who has the rare disease-Tuberous Sclerosis Complex (TSC). Her tubers are similar to spots of ladybugs. The beautiful mutations make her special: Most of the time, she is a storm. She has poor emotion management. She has tumors in several organs of her body. My mom has to take her to the hospital every half a year to track the size of her tumors. My mom puts much efforts to take care of her. She also has seizures which damage her intelligence. Her bad temper has bothered my brother and me for a very long time. I even thought of killing myself because of her. Sometimes, she’s sweet. She makes me realize there are something important in my life other than money: Love and patience.
However, I got through the bottleneck and have tried to be optimistic. Sometimes, I wished my sister’s disease would get well although it’s not possible.