2. The first diagnosis
At the age of fifteen, October 2010 - it became clear that I was becoming ill - i was coughing a lot, spluttering and struggling to breath, so I went to the doctors, who further prescribed me with some antibiotics and sent me on my merry way. Two weeks later, after my course of antibiotics had finished, I went back and spoke to the doctors as my chest was still deteriorating. My mother told them how worried she was, as I'd had 100% attendance all year, and was now forced to take days off. They gave me more antibiotics and sent me on my way.
I attempted school anyway - I was doing my GCSE's after all. Soon enough the head of my year came and spoke to me and rang my mum to pick me up due to my breathing. I stayed at home for a few days, in bed, not moving, not eating, drinking only when necessary.
A few days later I was rushed into A&E, where I stayed overnight until they told me I was to be sent to another hospital in London, as it's more specialized - this was very scary for me, all I knew was that I had a 'chest infection'. From here lots of tests were run on me, and I was bought back to my local hospital, who spoke to me very seriously and told me I had Hodgkins Disease. For those of you who don't know, Hodgekins Disease is a form of cancer, which affects the lymph nodes. My mother broke down in tears. I sat there with my eyes wide open, and I thanked the doctor for letting me know and asked my mum to leave. I didn't want to comfort anyone, and I didn't want to be comforted. I just wanted to be alone.