Memoir Writing Prompt: Childhood Illness or Injury

               I never really had a major injury or illness throughout my childhood. I was always the kid that never broke a bone, never sprained an ankle, or never got that dire disease that was floating around (like today’s corona virus). I remember, when I was young, always seeing my friends or fellow classmates limp around on crutches from a broken leg, or only able to use one arm because they broke a collarbone or wrist, and everyone wanted to sign their casts (it must make you feel pretty special to know everyone wants to sign your cast). I still don’t know what it was like to break a bone and I’m honestly curious about how much pain it causes. Yet, as curious as I am, I certainly hope I never have to experience breaking any of my bones.  
               My most notable illness was probably my yearly strep throat. I got sick every year with strep—usually in the late fall. We’d go to the doctor and they’d shove a q-tip in the back of my throat as a swab to test me, and I would gag and cough and, I swear, that stupid swab was the worst part of getting strep (having the illness wasn’t even that bad). At times, I didn’t even know why we went to the doctor. I knew I had strep the moment I told my parents I wasn’t feeling well. However, my parents wanted to get the prescription and I would have to take it and it tasted awful. Then, I would be out of school for a couple of days. Staying home from school was my favorite part. I’d lay on the couch all day and watch my favorite cartoons or even play my brother’s video games when I was the only one in the house. It was great!
               Eventually, I did grow out of it. During high school, I realized that strep didn’t make me stay home the first year and I was hopeful that I would never have strep again. However, it was a heavy disappointment when I realized that strep wouldn’t be making me stay home from school anymore (I guess I could’ve tried to get the flu so I could stay home). I was starting a lot of new hobbies in High School—writing being the major one—that I wanted to work on and those days home with strep could help purse that more. Yet, I have not gotten strep since, but I still found time to greatly improve my writing skills.
               So, I’m still the girl who’s never broken a bone and never had a major illness. Hopefully, my luck holds out, but if it doesn’t, then I’ll just have a new experience to write about.