When I was young I had awful stomach pains periodically. I can first remember them from 3rd grade. I would have a very intense painful fit about once a year, but it only lasted a few hours. This continued on until 6th grade. That year, I started getting the pains during spring break, only this time they didn’t go away! My parents kept telling me to relax, and that it was just a little stomach ache. After a few days I could barely walk because my abdomen hurt so badly. My parents took me to the doctor and they decided that I had appendicitis; I was rushed to the hospital. I don’t remember much after that, but apparently when they removed my appendix they determined that if we had waited much longer I could have died from the acid inside. I was sore for a few days but that passed quickly. It doesn’t seem much like a typical learning experience but I learned a valuable lesson from it. I learned to appreciate the times when I feel completely normal and healthy, and not take these times for granted. I guess you could say that I learn from being put in