Around the start of May 2006, I noticed loads of bruising on my body. They seemed weird; they all stayed in an almost yellow-ish state and never faded.
I was a drummer in a band at the time, our band was called Incured. I just assumed that the bruising was from moving kit around, playing gigs or from going to gigs — I liked going in mosh pits at the time. I wouldn’t recommend them at all, you’ll now catch me trying to run away from them!
I ignored the bruising for a few days, maybe it was even a week; but then, one weekend that same month, I became…