On December 10th, something strange happened in my head. In the same place I felt something, the day before my fall back in February. Now it was as if a little balloon had snapped and fluid was leaking out. It was just after my singing lesson. I got a headache almost immediately. I was about to join a webinar. So I did, and I made notes as well. I couldn’t finish because I needed to lie down. It was hours later when I woke up.

The next day I called my general practitioner. She called me back after the weekend. I found that a bit strange because it could have been a TIA. I had headaches till Monday and a strange feeling in my head.

I told my general practitioner about these problems and that my mental issues weren’t solved yet. We scheduled an appointment and she did a dementia test because I have trouble with my short-term memory and simply routine and daily activities. Dementia wasn’t the problem. So she gave me a referral for a neurologist.

A few days later I told the company doctor about what happened, she laughed when I told her about the dementia test. I wouldn’t say I liked that visit. I had it prepared. She didn’t want me to get my notes to make sure I told her everything. She asked me things during me telling my story in a way that I couldn’t focus on what I was telling anymore. I was sad and worried about my health and future. I got disappointed, sad, and angry, and I wasn’t able to tell her everything in a logical order. Maybe that wasn’t necessary because she is sending me to a labor expert. The company doctor told me she thought I would be totally different a half year from now. And that everything is going to be okay again.

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DAPHNE IN STOCKINGS is a writer with a blog telling her story about surviving blood clots, living with FVL, blood thinners, and stockings. And coping with Covid-19 twice in 2020. She's telling her story about building resilience in a physical and mental struggle to heal.