You may call me Dr. Tyler.
Well, I'm glad that you came to
visit my page, because I have a lot to tell you about myself. To begin
with, I'm smart. I like to play and I like to visit my Grandma's house.
I might want to be a paleontologist when I grow up and dig up fossils.
See, I'm just different from other kids, my brain thinks up different things.
I am six years old now, but when I was five,
my legs started to hurt me. A couple of days later, my chest began to hurt,
too. It was pretty scary, since I was only five. When the doctors looked
at my chest to try to figure out what was wrong, they noticed that there
was a big red mark on it, and they thought that I must have Lyme disease.
(That's a medical problem caused by the bite from a certain type of germy
tick). That night I was in the Emergency Room of the hospital, and I remember
laying on a stretcher waiting to go home. Then I went home and slept the
rest of the night. That's how this whole thing started, when I was five
Guess what! This CT (sounds like 'cat')
scan test didn't hurt at all...
To find out what happened next, tap on the
Fleitas, Ed.D., R.N.
Professor of Nursing, Lehman College, CUNY
Bronx, New York 10468
updated: November 14, 2004