5 March 2011
when i was happy
taken when i had just turned sixteen. little did i know that weeks afterwards i would be shot down with pots, and not even know it. i was at school revising at the time, my friends had a great laugh, no set times to do things, just whip the books out and joke around. took me two years to recover properly. i can remember feeling so sick, not knowing what was wrong, stomach problems mostly. the dr would give me bottle after bottle of maalox, a suspension for acid indigestion. i would willing glug back the chalky mixture. starting my a'levels was a major upheaval feeling so dreadful. i would take lunch to school, not being able to eat it i would swig on the maalox, the white mixture would cake around my mouth. sick to my stomach i would attend class and couldnt wait to go home. i would black out on the way home. the dr at the time would say, stop worrying after he had done a test for glandular fever and that came back negative. i would get know further help. i know its the same story over for a lot of pots/ehlers patients. sad, so sad.