Most people will tell you that on hearing bad personal news, you go through five stages, before you come to terms with yourself.
This period of time has no limit, as each person's needs are as individual as the person. Some can never come to terms with what happened and keep searching for reasons.
I didn't. I went from stage 1 - Why did it happen to me to stage 5 - accepting the inevitable in a matter of two hours.
On learning I had Ehlers-Danloss Syndrome, I did question why did it happen to me?
Once I had that answer, I knew there was no other thing to do but get on with my life the best I could. I don't go on about my medical history because it can get boring. What scared my lovely wife, Linda, and the family was the speed at which I accepted the truth.
Once I knew it was an inherited, incurable illness, I had to face the fact that at some time I would be in a wheelchair. This week, that time I feel is getting very close as my right Achilles tendon has remained sore for days, despite being rested for the most of the days.