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How it all began . . . .

Where do I start, at the beginning I suppose!

I had felt under the weather for a fair while, but when I went to the doctors I always got the response that I had a virus, no surprise there!! 

However, during August 2010 I began to feel worse and worse.  My symptoms included tiredness, nausea, vomiting, bruising and an almighty headache.  Friends and family hastled me until I made another trip to the doctors on the 31st August 2010.

On this occasion I went with the resolve that they were going to perform some tests!  The doctor gave me the predictable response that I had a virus, but would perform some blood tests, which were not urgent.  He asked me to come back within a week to have them, but he thought I would be fine by then.

I was fortunate enough to get a blood test that day and after they were taken thought no more about it.

That evening when I came home from work I felt particularly tired and was tucked up in bed before 9:00!!

At 10:00 I had a call from my mum saying that she had the police with her and that they were coming around my house and it was regarding my blood results.  My initial reaction was that it couldn't possibly be about my results and asked my partner Trev what he has been up to!!

When the police arrived at my house it turned out that Serco and the police had been knocking on my door but couldn't get a response and was really worried that I was inside any maybe unconscious or something.  The actual reason was we can't hear our door from the bedroom!

The police gave me a number to call and then left.  I was shaking when I called Serco (the out of hours doctors) as it was obviously not good news if they thought it important enough to send round the police.

The doctor on the other end of the phone told me the devastating news that my kidneys were not working and that I had to go to Treliske Hospital straight away with no delay.

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