A friend of mine who made a daily appearance for 6 months, stopped for 2 months and has now come back again is Grog, as I have now named him (aka bear with a sore head). When he’s in full swing he’s like the hangover (with full on banging migraines) that won’t go away and, over the last 12 months, has become a pretty consistent member of my crew. It seems it’s all part of the delightful bag of tricks this weird condition brings. Continue reading Grog the head
My wham bam health issues appeared in November 2014. However, looking back, before my ‘tsunami’ of symptoms hit, a slow trickle of odd symptoms had appeared. I’d been under quite a bit of stress from a job for a period of 6 months and I had a few odd, isolated bodily symptoms occur (which I can now recognise as the early warning signs). I had weird aches in my hands, I was thirstier than normal, I was wired and tired, I got the shakes when under pressure and I started getting weird nightmares on top of insomnia (Dennis the Menace flying spider kind of nightmares). I then experienced the ‘oh god I feel shit I must be unfit’ after pilates (come on?) and I had my first proper almighty so-called panic attack (an ambulance job). But many of these were simply explained away as stress related reactions.
Then I sealed my fate by visiting some hot springs for the day in late November 2014. Continue reading The poo truck