What would you do if you woke up one morning with pain doctors couldn't diagnose, medicine couldn't minimize, sleep couldn't stop and kept getting worse? What would you do if this pain took everything from your ability to eat, sleep, wash your face, brush your teeth, feel the wind, enjoy the outdoors or even work? What would you do if this pain even tried to take your life but couldn't shake your faith? Still Fighting is a inside look into my sister's...