In the winter of 1994, Dylan Kershaw has a seizure. Or he blacks out. The doctors aren't sure and none of their tests are definitive. They schedule him for half a dozen follow ups with specialists and they all say the same thing.
There's nothing wrong.
He ends up eating lunch in the nurse's office because none of the kids want to talk to him.
He starts falling behind in class, starts sleeping in and losing weight and his mother is a panicky mess. He has these headaches, these massive, sickening, throbbing headaches that no amount of medicine will fix but after the third one, everyone starts to think he's faking it, that's he's doing it all for attention.
The doctors say there's nothing wrong.