Talk:ME/CFS/@comment-26327211-20150505144554

Actually, I already knew who my real friends were. When I had to go into hospital back in 1980, I was pretty sure who would be the first two people to visit me, although not the order in which they would arrive. In a sense they both won. The person who visited me second in the hospital had already come round to see me the evening before I was due to go in. AFJ