I really don't like talking about it. My mom wants to alot and she also cries but my theory is, if I can't die from it, I'm good. She is more devastated about it than me and I'm 12. I go through all blood work fine and she can't even look at it. None of my friends know because it's very hard to explain. I'm glad I can eat now without pain. So, yep, that's it.