I am self-aware enough to know that I have been using my anaemic episodes to fill in the lull in conversations, especially with new people. It's my attempt to be a “pick me” girl by telling people how I literally had to be picked up. Perhaps it is also my attempt to come to terms with how embarrassing the situation was. I should preface this by saying I do not make it a habit to pass out. It was just two unique incidents that I choose to find hilarious. No, I do not have POTS. What I do have is hereditary ovalocytosis, which makes me prone to anaemia. The oxygen is not going up as needed sometimes. When I get up too fast or I am not taking care of something, my vision turns blue as a warning that I am about to drop. Normally, I can lean on something or move to sit down but on these two incidents, I did not manage to catch myself. Instead, the floor did the honours. The first time I fainted, I was out with friends who had no idea I was about to give them a traumatic experience. I, too,…
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