I was 14 years old when in bacterial meningitis, and i still don't like talking about it, i feel like a cant talk to family members as it brings back bad memoires, they still get scared when i get a headache, but im still scare of hospitals. the hospital i was take to miss diagnosed me three times sending me home, saying that there was nothing wrong with me, in the end they admitted me as they believe my mum who they though was making up my symptoms was tiring me out, i got worse and worse and one night a student doctor and a nurser die sided to give me a lumber puncher, and im very grateful they did or id doubt i would be here today.
I know know how lucky i am to be here, in one piece with no long term damage. i must have a guardian angel, and i know my mum fought so hard with doctors to make them lessen so maybe she my guardian angel. but there's things i never told my family, like how must i remember, that the hallucinations felt so real to me and that they terrified me, that i had nightmare for month and months, that still to this day, if i have to be in a hospital or have to talk about this the nightmares come back. that for a long time i believe that i was meant to die, that the odds were against me and that i didn't have a place any more, well that how i felt in my head, and this is the first time im actually saying it.
its 5 years later, ive worked though this by my self, but if anyone needs someone to talk to im here, ive been there, and you dont need to deal with it ur self.