By Claire Rudderty in The Mighty.
Let me paint you a picture. You’ll have to go back 11 years. You see that 22 year old girl swinging through the crowd? That’s me. I’m on my way to work. I’d graduated from University a year previously and I was working in corporate research in London. Life was good. My job was busy and stressful at times (whose isn’t?) but I loved the nature of my work and my colleagues were great. I was healthy and active; at least four times a week you would find me in a dance studio or the swimming pool.
And then disaster struck. I fell ill out of the blue. One day I was fine and the next I wasn’t. That’s the sort of thing that happens to other people, not yourself, right? Wrong. I learned at a younger age than many that no one, not even yourself, is invincible.
It started on a Thursday afternoon (yes, I still remember which day of the week it was). I had an excruciating headache and felt sick and lethargic. Over the course of a week, I went from bad to worse.
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