My name is Shelley. I started to feel unwell about the
age of 11.
I started to feel fatigue, headaches aching muscles, felt like I
had the flu all the time and my speech went funny. I went to the doctors and
ended up in hospital in Crewe.
They didn’t know what to do with me so I went to a
Manchester hospital. That’s when my nightmare began. I felt really ill at
that time and a sister said it was all in my mind.
I was left on a hard plastic chair all day. I was
struggling to feed myself and my weight went down to 3 and a half stone
because of the neglect that I had at that hospital. I was close to death so
my family took me out of that hospital. It saved my life. The disgusting
treatment that I had at that hospital I could go on.
