Memory lane...

I don't know whether it's just me, but my brain associates certain sounds and smells with distinct episodes or events in my life. For example, the songs that I liked at a specific time will always remind me of that specific time - whether it's a good or bad memory.

This evening, my boyfriend and I were sharing music, and I came across an old album that was my absolute favourite back in April, 2010 - the time I was unexpectedly admitted to ITU post-operatively. Memories of those nights flooded back, and just made me realise how far I've come and how long it's been since all this began.

My journey with Ehlers-Danlos Syndrome began back in 2008, and my AVM first ruptured in 2009 - it's 2013 now, I've done three sets of public exams, changed schools, gone to university and bought a flat in that time. I feel like I've achieved so much, yet so little - as I strive to be like my peers, even though I know my starting point is very much further behind than theirs. Perhaps there's an element of denial, but I feel that determination and in a way, stubbornness dominates in this situation. I feel like I can't give in to my body, to my physical and to my mental limits; but sometimes, there's no other way than to surrender to your circumstances.

As for the infection, I left the hospital with the same two infections that I was admitted with, which makes my weeks in hospital feel in vain. I feel like I took time out of university, and relieved myself from normal societal duties pretty much for nothing. It would have put my mind more at ease to get rid of the infection first (and spending longer in hospital), rather than being rushed back to "normal life" with the infection remaining. That time of my life feels unfulfilled - especially since the post-discharge plan is not working at all and I feel the same (or worse) than I did pre-admission.

This week will be my last week at university before the Easter break - and I will be trying really hard to get my doctors to do something to help get rid of the infection so I can return from my break, healthier. My haematologist has told me that I should see him on the NHS rather than privately due to a better haemophilia clinic for back-up. I'm still waiting on my second appointment, which is frustrating because I can usually get one within a week or so, privately.

Anyway, enough reminiscing, remembering and regretting - I'm looking forward to the Easter break and hope that my orthopaedic surgeon can give me some answers, since my vascular surgeon is away. I'll write again soon, but for now - stay well and be happy! xxx