In the words of Gloria Gaynor ...

I am Rosamund Mary
I was born on the Isle of Man
I was adopted when I was 12 weeks old
I have a rare form of Von Willebrand's disease
I have less than 3% Von Willebrand's factor
I have less than 1% factor 8
I have injections to replace the clotting factor and stop bleeding
I learned to do them myself when I was 14
I started my periods when I was 13
I would bleed for 3 weeks out of 4 and then start all over again
I have taken hormone pills ever since then to keep the bleeding under control
I have always had acne on my chest from the hormone pills
I used to have horrendous period pain every month
I once had to stop my car and knock on a strangers door for help because I was blacking out from period pain
I now take hormones continuously because it's safer for me not to bleed
I was given Hepatitis C from contaminated NHS blood products
I was probably exposed with every injection I had in the 70's and early 80's
I had on average 1 injection a week then to control bleeds
I was not told by my specialist about my infection with Hepatitis C
I found out by accident at another hospital
I had a 12 month and then a 6 month course of treatment for the Hepatitis C
I had a biopsy before the 2nd course of treatment
I lost six pints of blood and nearly died after a bleed in my liver
I discovered just before I got married the Hepatitis C was no longer detectable in my blood
I have been ill with chronic fatigue ever since those treatments
I now have on average 2 injections a week of clotting factor to control bleeds
I have been exposed to vCJD
I have been unable to work since 2008
I have been unable to have children because of my ill health

I am what I am
I am just right
I am all this
I am me

For a limited time only...

This is me practising for my audition to join the choir Voices Unlimited.  I'm putting it on here for a short time so my friends can see it, as it wouldn't upload to Facebook.

Too late - you missed it!

Apologies if I'm boring you for posting yet another video - inspiration of the written kind is evading me at present.

Good news is ... I got in - woopeeeee :)

HCV and Me - An Affair To Forget

You came into my life insidiously.

Like a demon you crawled under my skin,

through my veins and into the heart of me.

Unaware of the danger I plunged on,

not understanding what it was

I was introducing to myself.

You were there

from the very beginning,

intrinsically part of me.

But I knew nothing.

Ignorant of how you were taking over my body,

destroying my soul.

When, later on, I discovered you,

you blew me away.

Turned me upside down

dragged me inside out.

Possessing.

Obsessing.

Flung my life in an unexpected, unbalanced direction.

You exposed my dark and twisted self.

I was never to be the same.

I railed and fought to resist

the all encompassing nature 

of your poison.

Yet you clung to me,

weighing me down,

changing me,

infecting me,

draining me.

Now am I free of you?

Are you gone?

Have you left me, in peace?

Or still dangling,

turning like a body hanging from a tree,

waiting for the wind to pick me up

and play with me once again.

I hate you.

For the gifts you gave me.

The tumultuous emotional tornado,

the paralysing physical pain.

But you made me.

Who I am.

You are still hidden within.

There will always be a fragment of me

devoted to you.