When I was just out of college, over ten years ago, and starting a job as a receptionist, I began getting sick. Many people would say this is because I was stressed. At the time (and until recently) I would get furious. I was stressed in college also. This wasn't stress, I insisted.
From what I can remember, my first symptom was a bladder infection. It was the first time I had gotten one and it was horrible. I was playing in a soccer league and I would have to go to the bathroom- no pee would come out. As soon as I would leave the bathroom, I would feel like I had to go again. I remember some guy from the soccer team joking about my bladder.
I went to the urgent care clinic at a hospital (can't remember why- was it the weekend? did I not have a primary care physician?) and given antibiotics. It would be several more visits and antibiotics before the bladder infection would go away. An older friend of mine said his daughter had something similar, so I thought it was some kind of bug.
Even after the initial bladder infection went away (seems to me it was a few months...most go away after a week of antibiotics I thought), I still had issues with my bladder. It felt inflammed, or just odd. I was a receptionist that had to basically ask for permission to pee, so that was extra tough.
More symptoms followed, including one that is still with me. And I remember the very night I first felt it- during Schindler's List.
to be continued
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