by Andrew Stinson for decadediary.com

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by Andrew Stinson for decadediary.com
by Andrew Stinson for decadediary.com
by Andrew Stinson for decadediary.com
"There is nothing more intimate than simply being understood… And understanding someone else."

— Brad Meltzer, The Inner Circle

luxe-pauvre:

Not something I’d usually do, but a friend of mine needs your help.

I don’t think I’ve ever mentioned it before, but last year I was diagnosed with a condition called Postural Orthostatic Tachycardia Syndrome (POTS), in short: it’s a problem within the autonomic nervous system so you’re body doesn’t regulate heart rate, blood pressure, temperature control etc. properly. Many people are left bedridden because of this. 

I have been lucky enough to work for a company that gives me private health care and after a touch and go time in intensive care, I am now hopefully on the road to remission as my body has reacted well to treatment.

During the short period I was under the care of the NHS, I met a girl called Natasha who also has POTS. I saw her again today when I was picking up some medication at the hospital. Her POTS is very bad. She is completely bedridden most of the time and the treatments aren’t working for her.

She’s had the opportunity to go to a special treatment centre in Texas, USA as a last ditch attempt to get her health back. The treatment costs a lot of money, her parents have saved enough for travel and accommodation, but not for the actual treatment.

When I saw her today, she told me she was going to set up a fundraising page but didn’t think it would work because she doesn’t use social media (being bedridden makes you ‘reclusive’, I know from experience) I gave her a £10 donation to start her off and promised as soon as she sent me the link to the page I would post about it.

So, people of tumblr, do your good deed for the day and at least share this post/her page/this link…

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Book borrowing is the biggest form of true love it’s like, “here’s a piece of my soul that I think you would enjoy.” 

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