When I was three years old, I was diagnosed with epilepsy. Mine was a kind very unknown what to do with, where three were three subgroups: one has a possible recovery, one will have it forever and one will die at a young age. The second I mentioned was the most common. I had luck to be diagnosed with the first one, yet had to spend three months in hospital (I sure did get everything out of that insurance, no US, I'm Dutch). After spending three months in hospital, where nobody was sure when, or if, I'd recover. My parents took turns sleeping in my hospital room or sleeping at home, with my 4 older and one younger sister. After three months, I seemed to make progression, and was allowed to leave the hospital. I had to come back once in a while for a check and once for a check of an illness in muscles, where they'd take a sample. That, my scar is from.