CORNFLOUR gave me a baby!
Mar 02, 2022
3 minutes
AS TOLD TO KATHRYN LEWSEY
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Ashleigh Lilley, 28, Christchurch, NZ
Picking up the glass, I sculled the white mixture.
That’ll tide me over for a bit, I thought.
Aged 15, I was drinking my usual combo of cornflour and lemonade.
Born with a rare condition called glycogen storage disease (GSD) type 1B, I was missing a crucial enzyme in my liver that makes and stores fuel from carbohydrates.
When I was three, my sister Megan was born and also diagnosed with it.
It meant
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