My DNA Chromosome genetic is unheard of.
All my life growing up, I always had another child point their fingers at me and call me a dwarf. Or someone would ask me all the time, "What's wrong with you?". Exactly my concern. What is wrong with me? Why was I born this way? Why doesn't any medical professional, know why I have this Syndrome? In 1979 when I was born, I was diagnosed by Doctor Larsen, that I have what is called, Larsen Syndrome. To this day, there isn't any genetic proof of what caused this disability in my life. X-rays of my bones are the only way I could be diagnosed. Larsen Syndrome is a medical diagnosis of bone deformity, short extremities, and dislocations of the joints. Basically making me feel like a circus freak. According to Doctors I don't carry dwarfism genes in my system. So I'm not considered a dwarf. But yet, I'm only 4'3" and some of my extremities are fused or dislocated. Never normal. I was told as a teen that I would never be able to have children because of the disability I have. In 1998, I proved doctors wrong, and welcomed a beautiful normal healthy baby boy. I've had a long journey in life to live with day to day struggles, of physical, mental and spiritual pain. I yearn to learn more about myself and get the correct stability in my life to function as normal as possible. Until then, I will continue to be a medical mystery to the world. My mom says to me, "Nina! You're not a mystery. You're a miracle! God made you my miracle." I have to say that really made me think of how much of a miracle I can be to others every day. I have always had a smile on my face, making others laugh and enjoy my company. I'm a sweet woman, with confidence that I will continue to strive to be the best I can be to those who need their spirits lifted. Until then, I will be accepting of my miracle, in hopes that one day, doctors will understand what type of genetic chromosome my body displays.