⭐⭐⭐⭐⭐ out of 5
This book was written a year before the first book I read by the author on our shared disability so it'll be interesting to see how different this book is to his other one that I've read.
As with all my recent book reviews, this book starts off with the full ward-load of stars and I'm always hopeful that they will still be firmly in place by the time I finish reading.
I've got WKE too, but not for the same reason as the author... my WKE came from not even being able to keep water in my stomach for 3 years and I was rushed into hospital, unconscious on Christmas evening 2002.
I can't wait to get my nose stuck into my Kindle to see what the author has to say in this book!
Let's get on with the reading and reviewing shall we?
The numbers are really confusing, but I think I'm up to chapter 12 now and the author could be talking about me back in 2002 when I was on the Neurology ward. I don't remember anything about it, but my late hubby and best friend said I was in a similar world of my own that didn't exist in reality but was the realest of the real to me at the time.
Up to Part 2 now and the first part was apparently exactly what I was like... not the fictional character, obviously, but apparently I was on Mars and my family were visiting me from Earth. Apparently they put me back on the anti-psychotic meds pretty rapidly when I regained consciousness and I'm still on them now, over 20 years later!
Yup, it was the same for me when I experimented with not taking the Thiamin soon after I came home from hospital. I don't remember exactly what happened and the only person who could reliably tell me has passed away, but I knew that I never wanted to be without Thiamin in my life ever again. I now take a vitamin B Complex as well as a multivitamin as soon as I come downstairs every morning without fail and if I spot something that's me-friendly that has added Thiamin in it, I load up on whatever it is and that becomes a regular order for me too. They are two tiny pills that people laugh at when I tell them my honest reason for them being vital to me, but I never want to go back to being totally nuts ever again so those pills get chucked down my throat every morning without fail.
I've never experienced the train thing, but I *did* experience something very similar in the car on the way to the hospital when we were called urgently to see my late husband... I'm not gonna go public with it 'cos it was a very private experience that I haven't told a single soul about, but it was as real as the trains and has been ever since.
This has been a great read and I've been through so much of what the author went through, except the alcohol bits and I've been told that I've got the WKE for life and that this is as good as it gets for me now.
If you want a glimpse into my head and why I have been and continue to be the way I have been since 1999 then you need to read both of this author's books about WKE so that you can get a tiny glimpse into my world.
No comments:
Post a Comment