I can get around pretty easily. People don't expect to see me walking around.
There's no medical term for what I've got.
Nobody could've ever known I was positive because I didn't know.
I've always had something a wee bit up with me, but I think it's some kind of learning difficulty. It's always been something.
You wouldn't know I was sick unless you knew I was sick.
My family knew, but most of the sporting world did not realize that my right hand been some 75% paralyzed.
The woman who knew that I had dyslexia - I never interviewed her.
I played with a fracture in my foot for seven months without knowing it.
I hid the fact that I had an aneurysm for a very long time. I was embarrassed, and I just felt like no one needed to know because it made me look weak. Who would of thought someone my age, at 23, had a brain aneurysm?
Too often you see someone fall, break a rib, go in to the doctor and discover a tumor.
